Merry Christmas Eve Smackers! Hope you all are enjoying some Christmas Spirits! I have a funny phone conversation to share with you. My sister will be pissed, but hey, what's family for if not blog fodder right?
Back information: My sister has NO brain to mouth filter, like seriously, I AM TACTFUL by comparison. That should give you some idea. She has little boy humor down to an art form. Burping, farting, poop talk, boogers, nastiness.... It's sad really. Nevertheless, she finds that stuff humorous. Her and her hubby talk about their bowel movements like it's normal dinner table conversation in every home. GROSS! (Look, I don't know about you, but I don't want to hear about turtle soup or making sculptures, yes that's typical poop talk to them, at the dinner table.)
Anycall, she rings me up.
Sis: So, I was in the shitter and my husband called. It's kind of a joke. Every time he calls when I am at work I am in the shitter and he says I don't ever work. He thinks all I do is sit on the pot all day.
Me: Nice. *insert sarcasm*
Sis: So, anyway, I was just in the shitter and he called, so I called him back.
Sis then relays this convo:
Sis Hubs: Hey
Sis: Sorry, I was in the shitter.
Sis Hubs: Okay.
Sis: Justin? (her step-son)
Sis Hubs: No, I think you have the wrong number. Merry Christmas! *click*
(She really had dialed the wrong number)
Me: Well, who did you call?
Sis: I have NO IDEA.
Hysterical laughter from both sides of the phone.
Hope this finds you all warm and well on Christmas Eve. I want to wish you all Merry Christmas with Love!