Friday, March 13, 2009

Morning kick

Must be Friday the 13th...

The husband knocks over his freshly-ground coffee beans, and they spill onto the countertop.

As he scrapes the grounds together, he complains, "That's two good cups of coffee right there."
"Aw, honey," says I, "Do you want me to pour some water on the counter so you can lick it up?"
"Now that's just mean," he replies. "It has to be hot water."

4 comments:

Priscilla said...

Of course you meant hot water for heavens sake. You're not an idiot!

Priscilla said...

Oh and nice blog change. Very. . um. . wintery. You must be getting pretty sick of that white stuff.

Maranda Rites said...

He could make it an ice coffee. *duck and run*

Jim - PRS said...

Take a mouthful of the beans, drink some boiling water, swirl and swallow. Coffee!