Dec 24, 2008 14:24
Tonight we go to a friends house for dinner and stockings. The big Christmas shindig will be tomorrow morning, but I'm pretty excited about the stockings tonight. I love stockings, and I think I did a really good job with my beaus. I'm pretty anal about them though; I wrap the stuffers, stack them a certain way, then fill in the gaps with some kind of candy.
So imagine my surprise when, the other night, I found a certain someones stocking shifted. And the contents moved and flipped around. So, I sent the suspected perpetrator a text message. The conversation went like this:
Me: Did you shuffle through your stocking?
Him: No, but I patted it to judge its weight. I needed to know what I was up against.
Me: Some things are not in there the way I put them in there. Are you sure you didn't do more than pat?
Him: No sweetie... I might have dropped it, but only a little. I have no idea about its contents however
Me: Ah, so the story gets deeper. Anything fall out when you "dropped" it?
Him: No. Not even a little. I want my lawyer.
Me: You only have two days to go, sweetie!
Him: I needed to know what to get you.
Me: So you DID go through the stocking
Him: No. I already told you the fire started before I got there and I thought there was water in the stocking that I could use to put it out....
More updates soon, I'm sure :)
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