PH: I’m going to use the washroom.
Me: I’m going to go make a smoothie!
*my husband emerges from the washroom and I meet him at the door.*
Me: I broke a glass and I’m useless and I don’t even like my smoothie.
*after struggling not to laugh, he hugs me and goes downstairs to pick glass shards out of the sink.*
Me: I’m sorry I made a bad smoothie.
PH: …Why?
Me: Because now I’ve wasted our last banana.
PH: Yes, and there are no more bananas in the world. YOU FINISHED THE BANANAS.
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but…do you have a banana tree?
I can’t grow a banana tree! There are no bananas left to grow into a tree!
You could have a banana tree. I had a prof in university who had a banana tree. He put it in a wagon and took it for walks around campus. (he was an odd prof, and I’m not sure the tree gave any fruit, but still!)
That’s fantastic.
Ha ha, I was about to say the same thing as Ele :). I’m glad you have a tree now. even if you don’t have bananas on it.
From the opening lines, I expected this to go somewhere much grosser.
*shock* We are dignified and refined at all times, Amy. AT ALL TIMES! :-p
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