Tales from home

[workingboy]

Being home is hard. Somehow I manage to have fun in spite of everything.

I would like to recount this brief exchange today.
Mom: You know what you need to do, Josh?
*Josh looks up from eating*
Mom: Daddy has a crick in his neck, and I was telling him you give good massages. You reach over and massage your Daddy.
*Josh looks over at father*
Dad: Do you know what I really need? *makes blowing noises*
Josh: Heh heh. *uncomfortable*
Mom: Jim!
Dad: What?
Mom: You know what!
Dad: I didn't say a word.
Mom: I know, but why is Josh smiling and I'm mad?

So yeah. Life at home.

Please find me somewhere to live, kay thanks.