A conversation.
In the kitchen.
Me: Does the neighbour like green beans?
SG: Yes.
Me: Does he want some?
SG: Yeah, he was wondering when the picking was going to start.
Me: It’s started. You’ll have to take some over to him later then.
SG turns to look in the sink
SG: Oh, I thought they were yellow beans.
Me: No. They’re green….. Hence the word “green”.
SG: (insert the not very nice phrase that contains naughty language telling someone where to go here)
Me: Well then....I'll just be doing that! And probably in a hand basket!
Do you really have to ask? It's SG after all! :)
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