So I suppose it's a testament to how long we've been married that Tarzan can walk into the kitchen sniff the air, declare dinner smells like turpentine, announce he's thrilled to see what it tastes like and I don't even blink an eye.
This is me and I guess we understand each other even if no one else does.
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You see, he knows it will taste great but his nose and tastebuds arn't talking so he's not sure how the turpentine will figure into the meal.
Ah, how Tarzan is that?
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