Tuesday, October 20, 2009

the face of me and my hypocrisy


"you didn't sound all excited about my new shoes? why? don't you like them?"

"i told you i liked them when you showed them to me earlier."

"well you didn't sound like you liked them."

"will you stop being such a girl?"

"you know you are the world's biggest hypocrite when you say that."

"i have decided that all women can call their husbands girls."

"so does that make you feel better, hypocrite?"

"no, throwing a bottle of my meds at your face would though."

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