What made me smile today?
Let's just say, "a supper gone wrong".
I had worked today from 11am-7pm. Arrived home shortly after 7 to find my lovely girlfriend in the kitchen with supper on the table. Big plate of
rice with veggies, some chicken, and a few other little side dishes. Very nice I thought. So the two of us, and my sister, who's here to visit for
a few weeks, sat down at the table to eat. As we ate, we told a few stories about our day and had a few laughs.
As I was eating supper, I noticed one of my cats picking at one of my shoes. So I took the squirt bottle that we have for them, oh how I love it, and
gave the little guy a blast to get him away from it.
This was when it all went bad.
When I went to put the bottle down, I looked at my girlfriend and thought how funny it would be to squirt her a few times. I went to pull the
trigger, and for some reason my hand just wouldn't squeeze. Maybe a little extra brain activity going on, trying to tell me to do the right thing.
Anyways, my stunned ass squeezed again and I blasted her with four or five good shots of water.
Next thing I know, she jumps up from the table, takes my can of pop and dumps it over my head. Without even knowing it, as she pours the pop over my
head, she's taken the squirt bottle from me and is blasting me with that as well.
So I did the only thing I could do, and grabbed a large glass of water from the table and fired that at her. (The water, not the glass)
Anyways, this whole little extravaganza lasted about 45 seconds, and the kitchen was a disaster afterwards.
The funny part was the look on my sister's face when we were done.
(Some real maturity problems in this house)
[edit on 15-7-2007 by chissler]