We recently binge-watched the entire series of Poldark, after we finished all of Downton Abbey (again) including the movie. Don't judge. It's icy cold outside. This is the season for binging on television. Anyway, Hunneypunkin was channel surfing and there wasn't much on. So he looked at me and said, "Do you want to start something?"
Knowing full well he was asking what series I'd like to binge-watch next, I slammed my phone across the (carpeted) floor, threw the blanket off myself, got all up in his face and yelled, "You wanna fight? Do YOU want to start something? Do we need to take this outside? Come at me, bro!"
He didn't even blink. He just stared at me till I was through, and said, "I knew as soon as I heard my own words come out of my mouth that that would be your reaction."
Now, you have to understand that a key factor to effective sarcasm is don't let them see it coming.
He saw it coming.
I've become predictable.
There are only two choices now: die of shame, or up my game. I'm going to have to Jeremy Renner up.
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