Gllen and I are researching a recipe for chili, and he suggested adding spicy Italian sausage to our shopping list. I adamantly refused, as I absolutely hate Italian sausage. Polish sausage - OK. Breakfast sausage - OK. Gllen got a little pouty-faced, and I felt bad. I say, "I'm sorry... I thought you knew that I hated it." In the saddest little voice you can imagine, he responds, "I try to forget."
"Try to forget what?" Still pouting, he answers, "Your bad taste in sausage." Poor little meat-lover.
one of the funniest things i've read this year - brent
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