Me to the husband: Wouldn't our dogs be quite disoriented right now? I've used a face cream, a foot cream, a perfume, the mosquito repellent is at work... so many different smells!
The husband retorts: Yeah, and Mojo's fart and Fibi's fart and your fart and mine. It's a wonder we haven't died of gas poisoning yet.
Me: Drat! Let's never light a matchstick in our bedroom, shall we? Our Final Destination might just be an explosion.
Thanks for the prodding, momofrs! ;-)
7 comments:
LOL!!!!
Your post is "Explosive", I must say :D
Love the names of your dogs. They're so cute :)
The dogs themselves are even cuter. They make an amazing pair too.
Every time you fart you add to the ozone hole!!!
True, that makes it even sadder, na?
And hey, Dolphin, where have you been? Didn't visit you in a couple of weeks, but you also did not update in a long time!
Hilarious!!
Yeah, and little off-putting in the bedroom sometimes ;-)
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