Last night I went to bed early since, um, hello, baby growing and all, and the rest of the late-nighters decided to stay up in our cabin and play Cranium. Which I TOTALLY GET. The babies were all asleep in the "big house" (every time someone references the main house that way I keep wondering, was it tax evasion? Something worse? More messy?) and so the cabin was the natural place to stay up drinking. EXCEPT I CAN'T. Which means there's no real point in me staying up late anyway and besides, this baby business is tiring. So. What I heard last night? Over and over and over again?
"ARGH!"
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT HE'S HUMMING!"
"CAN I JUST SAY IT? CAN I PLEASE JUST SAY IT?"
"GOD!"
"Here, I'LL hum it for you," (humming gets louder and louder. Still no one guesses correctly or even at all.)
"THESE BOOTS WERE MADE FOR WALKING! GOD! SO OBVIOUS!"
Perhaps to those reading the clues asshole, but I just want to sleep.
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