I swear he was not even remotely this funny when I married him
This entry was posted on 12/21/2006 11:59 PM and is filed under D's the man.
As we were lying in bed the other night together (because I was feeling the Christmas spirit of being inclusive), but just before we almost fell asleep:
K: Babe, do you want a Honey Baked Ham for Christmas this year?
D: Sure, Babe. But you don't have to wrap it for me. You can just put it in the fridge.