Laughter

My husband makes me laugh so much.. I honestly don’t know what I’d do if I was with someone without such a great sense of humor. Well yeah I do, I’d make a point of moving on, as I have in the past with men who had miserable personalities (better late than never, I say). Anyhow, our neighbours must think that stench of weed that floats around the building is coming from us because every day I have at least one laughing fit and can’t make it stop.

The smell is really coming from our pothead upstairs neighbours..

Yesterday I was teasing Xander about what an expensive habit he’s turning out to be in game. His little newbie character has wants and needs and the sugarmama is the one that dishes out the gold for it. I also commented about how I spent 200 gold (which is a fair bit in the game) on another friend for something he wanted. The conversation went a little like this:

Me: You guys are costing me a fortune!
Him: Yes but I am more special than he is!
Me: That’s right honey.. He’s just some little Aussie punk! (Sorry Dale if you’re reading this, which I doubt you are!)
Him: Nevermind that… I flush your poo!

That’s where the conversation ended and the laughter began. Pretty sure it’s one of those “had to be there” situations but I found it hilarious. You see, my back still isn’t 100% and neither is our toilet! The tiling is just being finished and during the days we have no toilet but in the evening Mr. Construction places the toilet back on it’s hole thing and we can use it. It doesn’t work normally, like the cistern (did I spell that right?) isn’t connected so when we want to flush we have to dump a load of water out of a bucket.

Of course, Xander is still in Nazi Nurse mode so he won’t allow me to lift the bucket of water, which means he has to do all the flushing. Even if I go number two. Mortified.

So I found his comment sort of funny.

More Tales from the Potty..

The other day I went up to my upstairs neighbours to pee. The same one who keeps coming down wanting to use our phone and borrow money and basically treats us more like parents than neighbours.. oops sorry got off track again. I was busting to pee so when she let me in I started legging it towards the toilet. As I was running I heard her say something along the lines of … “… no toiletpaper” … “Do you want a … “. I didn’t care what she was saying, I just wanted to pee!!!

She handed me a wad of something and I ran in. As we all know, the closer you get the worse you gotta go, so there was no turning back.

Afterwards, I realized I had a handful of coffee filters. No, you didn’t misread… C-O-F-F-E-E F-I-L-T-E-R-S!

I wonder is there anyone else on earth, other than my nutty neighbours, who can say they’ve wiped with coffee filters? I like to be unique, but not too sure this is a minority I’m too proud to be in.