Saturday, October 17, 2015
Out With The Boyfriend
The BF: I don't care if you have a cold, we're going for a bike ride.
Me: Why must you torture me. Listen Mister, if I'm forced to ride in my condition, then, I want some nooky afterwards.
The BF: What! You're sick. I don't want to catch whatever you have. I won't allow you to germinate me.
Me: I'm going to fire you as my boyfriend.
The BF: And then you'll hire me right back.
Me: I'll think about it. Ooh, we're going to pass firemen on this ride, aren't we.
The BF: Sigh.