Me (anxiously): But I need my car. It...it's my...friend."
Hubby (sips coffee and smiles tentatively): "Yeah. So anyway, I was wondering if you wanted a new laptop for Christmas?"
Me: "What? I love my laptop! All my NaNoWrimo stickers are on it. I'll never get another pink one just like this, my headphones match it, I can still use it if I keep it plugged in all the time....it's my...my...friend!"
Hubby pretends to hear his phone ringing, goes to his 'den' to answer it. (sound of muffled laughter can be heard)
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Well. I do love my car. I realized after the conversation that a car is like a dog. Always up for a good road trip, sharing the sights along the way, having adventures, getting into trouble and out again.Also, they both tend to leave puddles in awkward places.