Woah, Man... That's Just Not Groovy
Last night, I spent the last couple hours before bed on the couch under a blanket and a couple kitties. When I moved the blanket, this is what I saw:
"Oh no!" I exclaimed.
Husband looked over at me, and saw the rip in my pants.
I wailed, "I look like a hippy!"
Husband burst out laughing. "A hippy? Of all the things you could have said, why would you choose hippy?"
"Well, it was either 'hippy' or 'hobo' and 'hippy' is what came out of my mouth…"