Epic Tales of Hyperbole

So what did you do for memorial day?

I, of course, spent my day in a completely appropriate way to remember the men and women who have given their lives for our country…

I spent most of it in bed. Got “up” at about 10 but as implied by my “quotes” I didn’t exactly get up. I just made my way to the couch for a couple more hours. Feeling the need to… move, I started Judy on the long road to getting ready and jumped in the shower. We drove around aimlessly with no direction or destination (we couldn’t even play our game because we couldn’t remember the rules. We found ourselves at a dollar store in the Mint Hill area, to get drinks. I took the opportunity to look a $1 toy that I could annoy Judy with. Just as I reached for the perfect trinket (a cap gun) she smacked me in the arm (as the abusive often do) and knocked the Gatorade out of my hand; it then proceeded to burst open all over the floor.

Now this is the interesting part, it should tell you a lot about both of us..
I stood there with a blank look on my face as I watched more and more Gatorade gush forth until I finally busted out with cramp giving laughter.
Judy, also with a blank look, shook it off and ran away yelling to the clerk that her husband just made a huge mess on the floor.

And how did I finish the day? Back on the couch french tipping my wife’s fingernails.

Don’t you judge me.