Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Interlude

I'll get to posting about Canada later. For now, just an entry about a random memory.

My parents were going out somewhere, such that they were semi-dressed up. My dad told my mom, "You smell." She looked at him; he seemed confused, then had a visible light bulb moment and added, "...nice."

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1 comments:

Shelley: the Dread Pirate Rodgers said...

and every time I think of that, I chuckle. Every time Yo' Daddy says that, he pauses the requisite heartbeat and then adds on ... "nice!" :-)

Yo' Daddy is amusing, if nothing else. :-)