Thursday, March 22, 2012

It's so hard to be the misunderstood artist.

Me: Hey remember that time I wrote that hilarious thing about diapers?
Hubs: No.
Me: You know, "I survived Poosplosion 2011 and all I got was feces on my t-shirt."
Hubs: Oh, yeah.
Me: See, it's hilarious, because it's a play on that phrase you see on t-shirts.

Hubs: Yep.
Me: Ugh. Whatever.
Hubs: What?!
Me: You are not laughing hysterically at my genius. You are clearly not worthy to know about my life.

Hubs: I don't know if you've noticed, but I typically don't hysterically laugh at things that are genius.
Me: I have noticed that. And it's not working out for me at all.
Hubs: Well, what are you going to do?
Me: [exasperated] I'm going to start wearing cat costumes and running into things!
Hubs: [laughing hysterically]
Me: This is terrible!

1 comment:

  1. If it makes you feel better, I was laughing from beginning to end. As a matter of fact, I'm still chortling. You're awesome!