So, earlier tonight- we decided to have steak and my DF was so awesome. He went to the store and got shrimp skewers on sale- no less (yay honey), and also some yummy twice baked potatoes. That's where the goodness ends, rather abruptly.
He decided to overshare at that point. We just sat down and are really enjoying our steaks, which we rarely get, mind you, and he decides to impart some wisdom from his time as a butcher. He wasn't really, just worked in the butcher dept at the grocery store, but whatever. He tells me that he needs to go with me from now on when I buy steaks. Um, OK? O_o
He then goes on to compare ME buying steaks for HIM to HIM buying underwear for ME. WHA....? Yeah. Apparently, buying steak to him is as intimate as buying underwear is to me. BAWAHAHAHAHAHA!
He's lucky my mouth was full of yummy steak that I refused to spit out.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it. LMAO
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