Friday, September 6, 2013

Small talk

Dr. Grumpy: "How's your husband doing?"

Mrs. Latrine: "He eats, then he shits. It's like living with a goose."

8 comments:

bluetoothbuddha said...

That's the "end"game, right there.

Anonymous said...

My mother has said that about my dementia affected father, but she also added, "he randomly squawks and puffs up indignantly, and I really ought to swat your brother for giving him the darn bird call"

bunkywise said...

More ammunition to use against my husband. That described him quite brilliantly. Does anyone remember Garfield Goose? Garfield is going to be his new pet name. :-)

Steeny Lou said...

LOL!

Leda said...

Yeah, that was pretty much my experience too.

Anonymous said...

Ummm. Goose poo tends to be high in certain nitrogenous products, and rather green. Is hubby on a tummy tube?

Anonymous said...

After a comment like that, I'd hope he gives her an occasional 'goose nip' or 'honk' at her sometimes.

Packer said...

Get a Border Collie. Problem solved.

 
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