Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Interrupting Cow MOOO

The night I went shopping and found out I can fit into the "regular" sized clothes, I was so happy. Brian kept asking if I was excited, and I kept interrupting him with squeals of glee.

He pointed out that I do interrupt him a lot, and it's like that old knock knock joke. You know the one....

Knock knock!

Who's there?

Interrupting cow.

Interrupting cow wh-MOO!

Lol so yeah. Now if I interrupt him, he just yells MOO at me.

It works

No one likes to be called a cow, let alone a rude one.

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