Laundry Day

Jimmy walks into my office (isn't that usually how this happens?)

ME: ...
JIMMY: What.
ME: Honey, what are you wearing?
JIMMY: Around-the-house stuff.
ME: *grins*
JIMMY: What?
ME: Black sneakers and white socks. Shiny red Santa shorts. And a KISS T-shirt with the sleeves cut off.
JIMMY: It's around the house!
ME: *hysterical giggles erupt* Oh baby, you're so sexy. I mean, I just want to rip your clothes off. No, I mean I really want to rip your clothes off.
JIMMY: It's my Redneck Ensemble.
ME: It's laundry day.

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