Wednesday, February 05, 2014

Overheard in the Dining Room

Mrs. SciFi and I are taking turns listening to everyone's lungs, since we're all battling various and sundry respiratory infections.

Mrs. SciFi (to SciFi, her dearly beloved spouse): Do you want me to listen to you?

SciFi: Why start now?

There might have been some beating with the stethoscope, but I saw NOTHING.


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Good one....

TOTWTYTR said...

As a married man, I appreciate both the humor and the truth in that.

I'll remember to stay out of stethoscope range next time I see you guys.