Joel and I were in the produce aisle. While I was getting snow peas, he was putting his hands all over the broccoli. We were going to fix Chinese chicken satay with veggies for dinner.
"I'm massaging the broccoli," he announced.
"Well, please don't, honey. Would YOU want to eat broccoli that other people have touched so much?"
"Yup, I would!"
We finished our shopping, got in line, and started checking out After a couple minutes, I noticed he had his hands all over the boneless, skinless chicken.. Before I had a chance to ask, he announced rather loudly, "I'm massaging the breasts!"
The cashier almost spit out her gum laughing.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Massage at the grocery store
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8 comments:
That's hilarious!
Too funny! I tell ya, the things that comes out of these kids. mouths....I bet we couldn't get away with it ;)
Heather
That's hilarious! I can't stop cracking up, in fact.
Ha ha!
All I have to say is Reader's Digest...
(I probably put the apostrophe in the wrong place again, huh...?)
hilarious story.
Tori, thanks for reminding me again. Seriously! If I got fifty bucks for every funny thing Joel said, I could pay for his college education!
And your apostrophe was perfectly placed!
OMG!!!
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