Ed: “You know woman, I had hair before we got married.”
Me: “I know. You had lots and lots of hair.”
Ed: “Girls flocked to it. They wanted to run their hands through my thick hair!”
Me: “I’m not quite sure you’re remembering that accurately.”
Ed: “Look at what you’ve done to me!”
Me: “I think you look very handsome.”
Ed: “You’ve made my hair fall out!”
Me: “I don’t know that it fell out…”
Ed: “WHAT???”
Me: “Well, dear, sometimes I feel the need to pluck the hairs on top of your head out while you sleep.”
Ed: “Why on earth would you do that??”
Me: “Well, sometimes you deserved it.”
Ed: “And the gray? Did you do that as well?”
Me: “No. That is all you. I never could figure out a way to do that without bleaching the pillowcases.”
Ed (shaking his head in disbelief): “You’ve aged me beyond my years.”
Me: “I know! Isn’t it great? I still look like I did when we got married and you, well, you don’t. I think you look even more handsome now though.”
Ed: “You say such cruel things to me, madam.”
Me: “And I love you too, dear.”
HAHAHA!!!
Funniest line ever: “I still look like I did when we got married and you, well, you don’t.”
What a riot! I love it!
Thanks!
You both look great.
Aw shucks mom! You’re just saying that!
If you want tips on how to bleach the rest of his hair gray without messing up the pillowcase, I think I may know someone who knows someone who knows someone who can get the job done.
I should’ve known you’d know someone who knew someone who had a special skill set just to meet my needs.