Strange Conversations: Part Four Hundred and Twenty-Seven
Posted 20 December 2011 in Strange Conversations by Catriona
After giving Nick the condensed milk can from which to eat the scrapings, as I make rumballs:
ME: I saved the can for you.
NICK: You’re the best.
ME: I know. Also? You’ll die of a heart attack.
NICK: Stop saying that!
ME: It’s all right for me. I’ll get me a hot new man.
NICK: If you can catch him, he’s all yours.
Fifteen minutes later, he was still saying, “I don’t know what you thought was so objectionable about that comment!”
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Heather wrote at Dec 20, 11:21 pm
Are you sure it wasn’t a can of “Condescending Milk”?
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Catriona wrote at Dec 20, 11:22 pm
Wait, that would explain everything! I better not let him eat any of the actual rumballs then: goodness knows what he’d say to me!