Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Bedtime for Modano

Joyce: Aren't you done yet?

Bob: Ah-ossh! Ah frusshah ah hee!

Joyce: What?

Bob: {Spit} Almost, I'm brushing my teeth.

Joyce: Come to bed.

Bob: Dear, the radio's awfully loud. Besides, I didn't know you were such a Stars fan. Why are you listening to a hockey game?

Joyce: I can either listen to Stars hockey or you hocking.

Bob: I was just clearing my throat ...

Joyce: Come to bed.


LadyBugCrossing said...

That conversation sounds familiar...

Hula Doula said...

This is a totally familiar conversation in my house. Although it's normally the other way around. I normally gag when I brush my teeth (have ever since pregnancy with HG) so he came up the brilliant solution.

Cappy said...

I like the blog. I farted in Saks once.

Bob said...

Just once? Piker!