|Mister Lily Shows Off His Pearl Necklace|
("NanaBear" by Cara *acrylic on wood)
A conversation I overheard outside our door this week.
Lovely husband and lovely wife...
Wife: HA! Honk the horn! YOU do it!
Husband in a whisperish: No, YOU do it!
Wife: YOU. What if we're not supposed to?
Husband: Well, it SAYS honk the horn, so HONK it!
Wife: YOU honk it!
Husband: No, YOU honk it!
Wife: How loud do you think it will be?
Husband: Horn-honking loud. Like a clown on a bicycle.
Wife: What? Just honk it! HONK it!!!
Husband: Fine! (and husband weakly squeezes horn resulting in a sad and wheezy "HHhhhoooooOOOooooNNK")
Wife: Honk it harder! HARDER! Just HONK it!
Horn: HHHOOONNNNKKK! HONK! HONK! HONK! Honk!Honk!!!!!
Both erupt in fits of giggles.
My job here is done.