And yet another series of text conversations from my friend Drew…the world’s most angry husband… A little background, to make this conversation make sense… Drew is Jewish and attended Princeton.
Drew: You are not going to fucking believe this. I was rejected by the dog rescue. How in the hell does this even happen?
Me: The hell? Did you dress up like Michael Vick? Did you have an erection in the middle of the kennel?
Drew: I have no idea. It was based on my filling out the forms online. They never even met me.
Me: Maybe they’re Harvard grads. Maybe they want the dogs to go to good Christian homes.
Drew: *sigh*
Me: Did you look into the Humane Society?
Drew: They only have pitbulls. Rachel would shit herself if I brought home a pitbull.
Me: Awww, look at you being nice and caring about what your wife wants.
Drew: Second thought…going tomorrow…finding one that has mommy issues.
**The next day**
Me: Hey, can you call me in for an inhaler? I lost the other one.
Drew: How in the hell do you lose an inhaler…it’s medication…important medication. It should be in your purse, so you have it, if you need it. It’s allergy season. What if you had an episode!?
Me: Are you lecturing me? I don’t know if you’re qualified to be lecturing me.
Drew: Qualified!? Give me the name of a doctor who is more qualified than me…please…enlighten me.
Me: Well, for starters…any doctor that can be trusted with a stray dog.
Drew: *sigh* I walked straight into this. Do you even need a new inhaler.
Me: Nope. 🙂
Drew: You are such an asshole. If I didn’t love you, I’d hate you.
Me: Woof.
Drew: Grrrrr…
Fisticuffs and Shenanigans 