Cute, right? Too bad she's bad.
You all know about my animal hoarding. You can imagine Kurt's random comments about the animals. I have to admit they are pretty funny (secretly he likes them, I know it). Kurt's not a man of many words but the things he does say are HILARIOUS. And he normally doesn't crack a smile at his own jokes, which makes them even funnier.
OMG. So, I came out at 4am the other a.m. Georgia had thrown up on the threshold between the kitchen linoleum and the very light beige carpet of the living room. "*&^(" OMG. It was like red. And it was a lot. Again, "%#$!!!!!!!!!!" It was like 1/2 on the kitchen floor, 1/2 on the carpet. OMFG dog, can't you just throw up 100% in the kitchen. Ugh! So I make a half-ditch effort to clean it up. I get back into bed and knowing Kurt's about to hear the cockadoodledoo (farmboy), I told him Georgia threw up on the carpet but "don't be mad at her, it's not her fault."
He gets up, comes back in to give me a kiss (no job = effing awesome). He, very calmly, goes, "Oh by the way, Georgia threw up on your new purse. 'Don't be mad at her. It's not her fault.'" I had to give it to him, that was hilarious.
When I saw the throw up on my brand new handbag, I texted him and said, "If she throws up on my L.A.M.B. again, I'll kill her."
His response: "Hope she does."
hahaha.
