Setting: master bath on a cold, snowy, winter Saturday morn
Hubby (from shower, holding shower drain filled with long, luxurious brown[ish] hair and soap scum residue):
Yech! Do you ever clean this out?
Me (standing in front of mirror, brushing my long, luxurious, brown[ish] hair)
Ew. No. That's gross.
Hubby (incredulously)
But it's YOURS!
Me
That's man's work.
Hubby
Why do I have to do it?
Me
Um, because it's disgusting.
And ..... scene.
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