Tuesday, December 07, 2010

Day 2, part 2

At some point yesterday or today, My Sweetie sez, "Geez. I think I've got a bad case of the mid-40's."

I sez, "Oh?" giggle

He sez, "Yeah, and the doc says there's no hope for a cure."

giggle

2 comments:

Flea said...

Death. Death is the cure. Or a red Corvette convertible.

mumple said...

He'd chose a plum crazy purple Challenger. I'd be jealous of that car if he had one, though.