please get a life. please.
I'm sitting in my room after after a horribly long day at work and Jeff comes home from the grocery store (the first time he's been out of the house all day). I hear "Wow!" from the kitchen. "Nick! This new low-fat Edy's Slow-Churned Rich 'n Creamy ice cream doesn't taste like low fat at all!" I turn around to look at him and give this overly-enthusiastic "AMAZING" from my room and then close the door.
Then I hear him call his girlfriend to give the same exciting news to her. Soon thereafter I hear, "Oh, okay. I'll let you go."
Then I hear him call his girlfriend to give the same exciting news to her. Soon thereafter I hear, "Oh, okay. I'll let you go."