Hubby went on his usual weekend motorcycle ride today. It was only 95 degrees out, but it felt like 99 degrees, therefore it was 99 freakin degrees. I opted to stay home in the glorious air conditioning.
Instead of just being lobster man this time, thanks to the humidity he was Lobster Bisque man.
Me: Wow, I'm pretty sure you're going to glow in the dark.
Hubby: shut up, I think my nose it going to ooze off
Me: I have something for that
Hubby: is it NOT going to hurt like the time you poured alcohol on that open wound I had?
Hubby: stay away from me
Me: come on, that was like 20 years ago, and why do you still have that bandaid on where you got a tetnus shot three days ago
Hubby: because it'll hurt if I pull it off, so I'm just going to let it come off naturally
It was at that time that 2 monks and a hippy walked into a Starbucks... no seriously, they really did. How can you carry on a band-aid conversation with that going on.