"Madan's going to get married before me," Kaila said trying to get a rise out of her bro.
Now, there's no reason for that statement to bring on the fire and brimstone it will, except she said it in her "na-na-na-na-boo-boo-you-are-a-loser" voice which is annoying to everyone within earshot. I braced myself. Vesuvius was about to erupt.
"Yeah, I don't care, as long as it doesn't take more than FIVE MINUTES."
I couldn't believe it. Madan's head didn't shoot off into the sky. He actually accepted her taunt and was rolling with it. I was curious, though.
"Why only five minutes, Madan?"
"Because getting married is so boring. You just stand there on stage and everyone looks at you. You sit there and don't get to do ANYTHING. Boring."
"The wedding might be boring, but what about the party afterwards? You get to dance, drink fun stuff and eat CAKE!"
He mulled it over. "Yeah, that sounds good. But I am NOT spending more than five minutes getting married."
Hear that future Mrs. Morris? You got five minutes to get your ass down the aisle and marry my son. Otherwise, you're history. I hope you find some sweet sneakers to go with that gown.
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