LeeAndra
02-12-2009, 07:57 AM
After 'AI,' FOX runs their news here. One of the stories was a local teenage gurl getting shot last evening. This is tragic and awful and horrible, of course. I really do mean that.
As the reporter is describing the incident, his line goes something like, 'Police do not know why an 18 year old would shoot someone in the face.' For some reason, this totally cracks Jeff and me up. The way he said it made it sound like, no, an 18 year old would not have a good reason, but a 35 year old... totally good reason for a face shooting. Do they really need to ask this kid that question? What could possibly be a good reason to SHOOT someone in the FACE?!
[The gurl is recovering in the hospital and is not facing life-threatening injuries.]
[This is prolly the part of the story where y'all are thinking, 'This chick is so creepy. Why do we even let her hang around here?!' I know.]
As we're getting ready for bed, I'm pulling out my clothes for this morning and can't find any clean underwear. This is a joke in and of itself as I have, like, a million pairs, but since Jeff does the laundry, I asked him if he knew where any might be hiding. I'm digging through this laundry basket on the floor as I'm asking him this and he says, without laughing, 'Clean underwear, huh? Well, if you don't find any... I might have to shoot you in the face.'
I fell onto the floor 'cause I was laughing so hard.
I did find some, btw, and then we got into bed. For some reason, when he gets out of bed in the morning, after I am long gone for work, the comforter ends up in a ball in the middle of the bed. I have no idea why or how this happens. Anyway, he was sorting out the comforter to make sure it covers the whole bed and mumbling abt how he doesn't know this happens, blah blah.
As he rolls over to sleep, I say quietly, 'Well, if it happens again tomorrow... I might have to shoot you in the face.' We laughed ourselves to sleep.
We are sick sick people. *lol*
As the reporter is describing the incident, his line goes something like, 'Police do not know why an 18 year old would shoot someone in the face.' For some reason, this totally cracks Jeff and me up. The way he said it made it sound like, no, an 18 year old would not have a good reason, but a 35 year old... totally good reason for a face shooting. Do they really need to ask this kid that question? What could possibly be a good reason to SHOOT someone in the FACE?!
[The gurl is recovering in the hospital and is not facing life-threatening injuries.]
[This is prolly the part of the story where y'all are thinking, 'This chick is so creepy. Why do we even let her hang around here?!' I know.]
As we're getting ready for bed, I'm pulling out my clothes for this morning and can't find any clean underwear. This is a joke in and of itself as I have, like, a million pairs, but since Jeff does the laundry, I asked him if he knew where any might be hiding. I'm digging through this laundry basket on the floor as I'm asking him this and he says, without laughing, 'Clean underwear, huh? Well, if you don't find any... I might have to shoot you in the face.'
I fell onto the floor 'cause I was laughing so hard.
I did find some, btw, and then we got into bed. For some reason, when he gets out of bed in the morning, after I am long gone for work, the comforter ends up in a ball in the middle of the bed. I have no idea why or how this happens. Anyway, he was sorting out the comforter to make sure it covers the whole bed and mumbling abt how he doesn't know this happens, blah blah.
As he rolls over to sleep, I say quietly, 'Well, if it happens again tomorrow... I might have to shoot you in the face.' We laughed ourselves to sleep.
We are sick sick people. *lol*