We can no longer talk
I can’t even count how many times a day Sean says “Do you have the ree-mote?”
So I told him if he asks me that one more time, especially when he actually has the remote in.his.hand, he owes me a back scratch.
Just now, I said, “It’s cold in here, is the heat on?”
And of course he quickly responded in a mocking tone, “If you ask me that again, you owe me a back scratch.”
Touche.
