my present method of birth control

me: you need to clip the dog’s nails. rufus jumped on me today and broke the skin.

matt: uh huh

me: you need to use those clippers you had to buy.

matt: mm hmmn. where are they?

me: in the laundryroom, on the shelf, with their other supplies. where i told you i was going to put them. they haven’t even been opened yet.

matt: hey. i fixed the dryer yesterday!

me: oh please. how long are you planning to milk that one anyway?

matt: as long as i possibly can. i *am* the man.

me: well, i’ll give you five more minutes. you better hurry up. go.

matt: i see what this is. you’re princess leia and i’m hans solo. you’re making fun of the millennium falcon and i’m about to make the jump to hyperspace.

me: so you’re saying you don’t want to have sex tonight?

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