The following is dedicated to my hero-stud-protector:
Nick: Britt, Britt, wake up!
Britt: (groggy voice) What, honey?!
Nick: Listen... (long, loud rumble of thunder) Do you think we should go to the basement? I
think it's a tornado.
Britt: Freight trains. Tornadoes sound like freight trains. That doesn't.
(rumble of thunder stops)
Nick: Oh, I guess it wasn't.
Britt: Good night, honey. I love you. Thanks for waking me up.
(sleep ensues)
2 comments:
That's great!
Ya'll are so hilariously cute!!
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