A Conversation.

Me:  What are you making over there, with your hot sauce.

Him: Tacos… I told you.

Me: Oh, that’s right.

Him: No one ever listens to me anymore.

Me: That’s not true. I listen, I just don’t remember.

Him: That’s not much of an excuse.

Me: It is, too. I’m old.

Him: You’re not that much older than me.

Me:  Then that doesn’t give you much hope, does it?



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3 responses to “A Conversation.

  1. grrrace77

    lol. 😀

  2. Oh My! LOL! You have to laugh, right?

  3. Tony

    This just gives me the option of that I did tell you about it and you just don’t remember…… it is now in writing. I love you sweetie. XOXOXOXXO