The other night, Travis was being a smart ass when we went to bed, so I decided to burrito myself in our comforter so he couldn't have any covers. Because I'm super mature like that. He forcibly unburritoed me and was nice for .2 seconds and then was sassy again. So I decided to turbo burrito myself so he didn't have a chance to grab the comforter before I was burritoed once again and his ass was left in the cold.
Buuuuuut...
I didn't pay attention to my location on the bed and I LAUNCHED myself onto the floor. And then to top it off, I was laughing so hard, I farted.
I know we're all thinkin' it, so I'll say it...Bow-Chicka-Bow-Wow.
I know we're all thinkin' it, so I'll say it...Bow-Chicka-Bow-Wow.
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