Remember those homemade ding dongs I made a few weeks ago? I can't stop thinking about them. They were so good, but so much work. Last night I decided I wanted a ding dong, but I didn't want to go through the hassle of destroying my kitchen for one. Jacob was working late, and was expected home soon, so I sent him a text message that said "Can you bring me a gallon of milk and a ding dong?". He walked in the door about 30 minutes later with a gallon of milk.
Me: "Where's my ding-dong"
Jacob: (seductively) "I've got your ding-dong right here baby"
Me: "Where?"
Jacob: "oh - wait, did you really want me to buy you a ding dong? I thought you were just flirting with me"
That was so not the ding dong I had been craving.
6 comments:
LOL! This is hilarious, sounds like something that might happen between me and my husband. I hope you get the ding-dong that you really want soon!
thanks for posting this I love it!!!
Nice Jacob!
Men. hehe,
That's great.
LOL thats so something my husband would say.
laughing so hard...
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