Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Like poetry to my ears

Sometimes they unexpectedly say exactly what you hope to hear.

Jenn: How happy are you on a scale from one to ten?

Hal: (without missing a beat) Eleven.

Jenn: That wasn’t an option. Seriously, how would you rate your happiness?

Hal: I guess a nine, only because we’re not married yet and I can’t wear my wedding band. When we’re married, then it’ll be a ten.

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