Monday, February 08, 2010

Nocturnal Admissions...

MR Z: I think I had a wet dream the other night.

ME: What?!

MR. Z: Yeah, I was having this awesome dream and when I woke up the bed was kinda wet.

OLD LADY: Well... that may have just been sweat.

ME: And actually, it wouldn't really be "wet"... sticky is more like it--

MISS O: What's a wet dream?

MR. Z: I read about it in my "It's Perfectly Normal" book. It's when--

ME: HEY! Who needs dessert?!!!


Monica said...

How could you leave us hanging like that? What was for dessert?
And PS, why can't we be a fan of crabbydad on Facebook, unless you don't want that kind of attention, which I highly doubt.

crabbydad said...

Dessert was a heaping helping of "let's change the subject."

PS -- Crabbydad is now on FB. Why? Because he does want that kind of attention.