Wednesday, April 11, 2012

overheard in the laundry room

(from my sick bed, while under the influence of cold medicine)


Mr. Dub: Mesquite, come in here and help me.
Mesquite: what do you want me to do?
Dub: help me put away the laundry; this is girl stuff.  I don't know what belongs to who in here.
Mesquite: Just throw the stuff in the baskets.
Dub: But this is underwear! I don't know who it belongs to... and what if it's yours?  I don't want to touch your underwear...!
Mesquite: Sometimes I touch your underwear...
Dub: Gross.
Mesquite: You do what you gotta do, and you just don't tell anyone.

6 comments:

LL said...

i'm LAUGHING!

Michael Stokes said...

noun: a spiny tree native to the south-western US and Mexico, yielding wood, tanbark, medicinal products [mostly hallucinogenic], and edible pods that taste bad.

Ok mom, why Mequite? spiny tree? mostly hallucinogenic? or edible the taste bad?

inquiring minds :-)

Darleen said...

Even from your sick bed you still remain on top of things. Impressive!!

shirlgirl said...

Sorry you are sick--too much Easter, perhaps? I love the conversation between father and daughter--too funny! Maybe initials on the underwear for future "filing"!! Hope you feel better soon.

Swimmingmom said...

So so funny!!!!! Classic conversation. Hope you are feeling better.

Jo Jo said...

That was a brilliant response! I'm so sorry you're sick. But that made me laugh!