House Rules
While we were in Chicago, my bestest friend Steph visited some of her other chums in New York City and stayed at my apartment. Although I was sad to miss seeing my giant white friend, it worked out well because she fed Tycho, my giant white pet rabbit. I told her to sleep in our bedroom as opposed to on the couch, as his enormous furriness screws up her sinuses.
Upon my return home yesterday morning, I found a yellow post-it note in Husband's chicken scratch handwriting left on a pillow. It read:
ABSOLUTELY NO
- DEFECATING
- URINATING
- EATING
- JUMPING
- SEX
IN THE BED.
THANK YOU
-MGT
I rang Steph at work. "I saw Husband left you some instructions regarding the bed," I said when she answered.
She busted up. "Yeah, I put them back where I found him 'cause I figured they applied to him, too."
They both crack me up.
Labels: hilarity, props to my peeps


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5 Comments:
*snort*
Your husband is a nut!
That's why I adore him!
I see how it is, you wait until you get a living room to get a nicy comfy bed. Why is it that I had to slum it on your futon bed when the three of us used to lay in bed and watch TV together. I notice that now that you have an awesomely comfortable bed, I no longer get invited to watch TV in bed with you.
-Steph
P.S. I slept the shit out of that bed and I drooled on your pillow.
That's hilarious!
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