This afternoon The Squeeze arrived home with his backpack chock-full of groceries. "There're joobs in there"
"Cool!"
And then I scampered into the kitchen to find the joobs.
"There aren't really joobs."
"WHAT?!"
"I just said that to get you to unpack the groceries."
Curses.
Posted by dogpossum on March 24, 2008 9:40 PM in the category domesticity
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You're too clever by half! G'day from a fellow Aussie, from Bathurst NSW. Stumbled here from thirdcat's blog.
Posted by: Mal at March 25, 2008 7:40 PM
make sure he buys you joobs next time! great blog btw, i've been lurking for a while...
Posted by: meli at March 28, 2008 9:44 PM
Was it Marella Jubes you didn't have?
Posted by: Francis Xavier Holden at March 29, 2008 6:22 PM
They were imaginary joobs. I was imagining the softer sugar-covered ones. He likes the 100% natural ones.
Posted by: dogpossum at March 30, 2008 8:06 PM
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