Hubs has been out of town, so I've been driving his car. We get in it today and he notices that his GPS stand has slid forward and is sitting against the windshield.
Hubs: Hit the breaks hard, huh?
Me: Yeah. . . Some dumbass a few cars up stopped short.
Hubs: You know you can't hide anything from me. I'll find the evidence.
Me: Actually, you have no idea. I intentionally leave just enough traces of little stuff to make you feel like you've got me pegged. I'm throwing you off the scent of the big stuff.
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