Monday, February 9, 2009

Stinky Garbage

Me: Babe, there is chicken in the garbage. It is going to stink tomorrow.
Bill: That's nice.
Me: That was a hint to take out the garbage.
Bill: You're better at telling me what to do.

the next day...

Me: Babe, there is more chicken in the garbage now. It is going to stink soon.
Bill: Didn't you say that last night?
Me: Funny.

The garbage remains. Enter my stinky kitchen at your own risk.

3 comments:

btg said...

The next morning...

Bill:(thinking to himself) Should I take out the trash because its the right think to do? Yea, I will. Otherwise, H will blog about it.

Later in the morning as Bill is at work...

Bill: (again to himself) Crap! I can not believe she blogged it.

P.S. It never had a bad smell...

H said...

That same next morning...

H: (as she's throwing something away, and thinking to herself) Awe, look at that, Bill took out the trash. (Debating in her mind) I wonder if he got up early and read my blog? (Feeling guilty) Maybe he just knew the trash needed to go out.

Crystal said...

Now I know why you want me to come over - so I'll throw out your stinky trash! Just kidding. I have this conversation with Jared all of the time except he usually says, didn't the trash just get thrown out? Um, yes, but sometimes you have to do it again, like showering or brushing teeth.