Tomato Talk
Me: Put that tomato back!
Husband: Why? Dad grew them for us.
Me: Correction, he grew them for ME! Remember him showing you "Kristin's tomatoes" at Easter?
Husband: Where are the ripe ones?
Me: Gone.
Husband: Gone where?
Me: My stomach. I suggest you put that tomato down and step away before I'm forced to hurt you. I don't play when it comes to my home grown tomatoes.
Husband: You really want to wrestle me for a tomato?
Me: Yep and if I break a nail in the process then I'll really be pissed.
Husband: Why? Dad grew them for us.
Me: Correction, he grew them for ME! Remember him showing you "Kristin's tomatoes" at Easter?
Husband: Where are the ripe ones?
Me: Gone.
Husband: Gone where?
Me: My stomach. I suggest you put that tomato down and step away before I'm forced to hurt you. I don't play when it comes to my home grown tomatoes.
Husband: You really want to wrestle me for a tomato?
Me: Yep and if I break a nail in the process then I'll really be pissed.
posted by Kristin at 8:57 PM
11 Comments:
In Texas you can shoot someone for that offense. The nail or the tomato consumption...
B-It would be justifiable homicide. 4am? What gives?
ROFLMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is SO a conversation that we'd have at our house. Well, except that Kevin's dad would never think to grow homegrown tomatoes for me! ;)
Kristin- Nightmares, couldnt sleep, went back to bed at 6. Craziness.
April-Oh to be a fly on YOUR walls!
B-10-4 gotcha.
Lucky for me, selfish, selfish me, Tony's stomach rebels over tomatoes. He hands them over like they're holding a gun to his head.
J-Tony's a good man, keep him. ;)
My neighbor gives me home grown tomatoes and I don't share them with Doug. Not even the little sweet cherry tomatoes. They are a little gift from heaven.
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C-more-I fixed your oops! You better be sharin' them tomatoes with me! I am you bestest friend, after all....
You got that right! The best ever!
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