Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Blood on the dance floor

Me:  You need to start throwing away your fucking Crystal Light wrappers.  Every day, there is one on the counter and every day I have to throw it out.  It's driving me fucking insane.  Today I had to reach under the microwave to get one, and I cut open my hand and bled all over the kitchen.  If I see any more of them, I'm going to light the entire apartment on fire.
Wife:  Oh my God, did you get any blood in my dinner?