And for this weeks rounds of stupid text messages that cause aneurysms…
Whatever, who cares. Wifey starts talking about food and I mention that I’m eating fajitas. She’s so f*ing stupid, she thinks fajita is an evil religious-cult food.
OK, I try sorting her out after this blindly religious fanatic thinking and explain the lacking spirituality of Mexican food at Arwanas – then…
huh? she’s coming here?
oh hell, shes a christian fanatic with the IQ of a lima bean and now she’s coming here. I bet she’s planning on staying with me – so I call – yup, shes thinking I’m escorting her thru the airport, ferry, and to the house. I’ll have to watch my words and not call it a hacienda or she’ll start doing an exorcism. And bringing tacos? Who the fuck brings food on a vacation?…. oh yea, they do.
Not happening. I set her straight and she cries.. ahhhh, my crappy fajitas taste so much better now.
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it doesnt stop
Jan 21, 2009 at 3:13 AM