Monday, November 17, 2008

Pillow Talk

My feet are freezing, so I stick them under Mark's legs in bed.

Mark: Your feet are icicles!

Lynn: Not ice, technically, as they are not made out of water. Lynn-cicles.

Mark: Ok, fine. Your feet are little Lynn-cicles.

Lynn: But, they're not little. Really they are big Lynn-cicles. More like icebergs. They are Lynn-bergs. But not in the "Charles" sense.

Mark: So you're not going to fly over the ocean.

Lynn: No, but I may sink some ships.

Romantic, yes?


Mark said...

You forgot the tickling afterword

Domestic Goddess (In Training) said...

Keep your harrassment off my blog.