Monday, February 5, 2018

Pinky Swear

"Please don't run back into a burning building for any of our pets," Katie says to me as she's washing dishes while we clean up after the Super Bowl.

I must have given her a look, because her expression darkens. "Scott, I'm gonna need you to pinky swear to that."

"I don't think I can do that," I say as I herd the dog to the door for her evening walk.
One year ago: Manipulation
Two years ago: Subway Slashings
Three years ago: Sounds the Same
Seven years ago: The Smell Test
Ten years ago: Eli Manning Is Pretty Cool, Yeah

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