i dunno
last night there was a ruckus outside of my window.
i go outside, brian is in workboots, breaking wood over his knee.
i ask.
he says, "i'm a bustin' up a chifferobe".
i went back inside.
last night there was a ruckus outside of my window.
i go outside, brian is in workboots, breaking wood over his knee.
i ask.
he says, "i'm a bustin' up a chifferobe".
i went back inside.
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i have no idea what a chifferobe is..don't really wanna know. but you did the right thing. i have my own brian..he just goes by the name of mike.
ReplyDeleteDid someone pay him a nickel to bust up that chifferobe?
ReplyDeletethat is so funny i almost fell off the couch laughing!
ReplyDeleteThere needs to be a corncob pipe somewhere in this story.
ReplyDeleteBrian Meares cracks me up.
ReplyDeleteMmmmm, it's already been said, but...you were right to go back inside!
ReplyDeleteIt's those little stories that make blog reading worthwhile.
ReplyDeleteDid Brian say if he was channeling his 1850's self, because I honestly have never heard a man (short of the those weird looking twins, Leigh and Leslie Keno) use the word chifferobe.
ReplyDeleteI am however, impressed that you were like "uhm, riggggggggggggggght." and went back inside. I would have freaked out, and asked what it looked like before he started busting it up....
Literary-referencing husband FTW!!
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