She’s said “I’m going to eat the last two Heath bars from Halloween” and he said “Not if I get there first”
Announcer: Here it is folks the race of the century! Two tough competitors tonight; She’s a 130 pound chocoholic and he’s an overworked, stressed out hypoglycemic. Too bad he had a head start being already half way down the stairs. She’s a tough competitor though, especially when it comes to chocolate, I’ve heard she’s been known to fart on heads to get the last candy-bar. Oooo, nice play shutting the hallway door behind him, she’s going to loose valuable seconds getting it open again. Wow, that hardly stopped her and she’s making up time on the sprint through the Library. Amazing isn’t it how they can run silently as to not wake the baby, these are practiced athletes folks at the height of their game. And there you have it; he’s got the last two Heath bars in his hand! OH MY! What was that? An overtime play? I didn’t quite see that… Let’s rewind the tape… Look at there – zoom in, wow … a butt pinch… and look at that he drops it folks, a Heath bar fumble! Is that legal?... The ref says all is fair in love and well you know. It just goes to show you folks, she knows her challenger well and it aint over till the candy is eaten.
3 comments:
If there were two -- could you each have gotten one?
(I know, I know... it wouldn't work that way in our household either.) :-)
If an equitable split was negotiated up front it would have ruined all the fun.
Nothings better than a little competition and butt pinching.
In the end we each ate one. All winnings in this household are split 50/50.
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