Tuesday, November 23, 2010

You know, I can't blame him for his choice.

Me: You realize there's going to be a price for this banana bread, right?
Boyfriend: Yes.
Me: Do you know what it is?
Boyfriend: *sadly* My soul.
Me: ... I was going to say I'd need you to wash the dishes I used to make the pie.
Boyfriend: ... Can't you just take my soul instead?

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