Thursday, December 11, 2008

Sometimes I think I watch too much CSI

(not necessarily necessary backstory: my husband has been out of town all week for some work thing in Phoenix)


my husband: Guess what I have in the car with me in two bags?

me: a dead hooker?

my husband: two bags

me: a dead hooker?

my husband: Why would I need two bags for a dead hooker?

me: Because you would cut her up for easy transport. Duh.



(In reality, he bought me some burritos from Del Taco, which is my favorite fast food food in the world. And they were good, even cold and a day old)