Dinner Date

Really bad picture of the back of Matt’s head. We’ll say it’s artistic, not blurry.

Matt and I had plans to go to dinner with some friends last night. He asked me to get him some clothes ready.

Me: “What do you want to wear?”

Him: “I don’t know. All I know is that I want to wear my nice brown boots.”
Me: “Is this shirt ok?”
Him: “I don’t know I kind of feel fat today.”
Me: “Soooo…”
Him: “I don’t know. You know how sometimes you just feel fat and nothing fits right? I might be having that kind of day.”

Me: “Actually, I know exactly what you mean. But I’m not going to iron this shirt if you aren’t going to wear it.”

Him: “Fine. I’ll just look fat all night.”

Apparently I married a woman.

She sure is cute in those nice brown boots, though!

And not fat at all. 

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