The other day, I spilled a can of Sprite on my shorts. I cursed and went into the kitchen to clean it up. Corryn followed me in repeating the curse I had uttered.
"You shouldn't say that." I told her hypocritically.
She started to say it louder.
“Stop that.”
Again louder. I got afraid I was going to get busted right on the spot.
Posted by Michael at October 7, 2003 10:49 AMAnd you would have gotten away with it too if it weren't for your blasted blog and your compulsion to confess on it! :-)
Posted by: Jeremy at October 8, 2003 07:46 AM