Out at Barnes and Noble…
Me: I’m thinking of dyeing my hair red and green for Christmas.
Scott: Oh yeah, let’s get some Manic Panic.
Me: This blue isn’t Manic Panic. It’s Special Effects. You don’t read my blog.
Scott: I read your blog a LOT.
Me: Whatever.
I huff off and spend 10 minutes of being followed by Scott around Barnes and Noble. I want to continue to pout for another 10, but my jaw has fallen to the floor at the new Teen Paranormal Relationship section. (seriously B&N? I’m uncomfortable.)
Scott: Alex?
Me: Yeah?
Scott: I read your blog enough to know this.
Scott makes a face and quickly walks away — zigzagging in and out of aisles.
Me: Wait, wha… OMG you farted and fled the scene! Aw, you used a Late Enough technique. You really DO read my blog.
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BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
My husband rarely reads mine. So glad your husband uses his reading to good use!
True love is always expressed through farting. A teen paranormal relationship book taught me that.
Aw. That’s love.
That is HILARIOUS and the definition of love.
Well played, Scott. Well played. Christian makes me all self conscious by reading a post, saying “hmph,” and walking away. But then he’ll randomly mention how he thinks i’m a great writer. They’re so conflicted!
He got ya, Alex. Funny.
How do you motivate your husband to read your blog. My husband had not read mine. I fear that if my own husband doesn’t think it is entertaining then I am in trouble.
My husband reads my blog enough to know that if a camera appears, he should duck and cover.
Hahahaha! And what a horrible way to prove his devotion and commitment! I think I’d prefer flowers and a foot massage.
OMG! We live parallel lives. I swear I have had EXACTLY the same conversation with my husband. Complete with “you don’t read my blog” and farts. Do they have secret meetings about us? Hmmm…
I prefer to fart downwind from smokers. Loudly if possible.
Roger, do you mean upwind? I don’t know if downwind would do much of anything…
Actually, we got this all figured out on Facebook but yes, I meant upwind. It really doesn’t matter. The direction of the wind has no effect on my noxious emissions! All within 50 feet are doomed.
screw the fart…the Teen Paranormal Relationship section is the gross part of this whole thing!
Was he thinking..you want proof..I’ll give you proof…or poof…or poop….
Scott-1 Alex-0
A well planned attack does not leave the opportunity for counterattack.
-Zun Tsu