Actual Conversations at My House: Pretty Feet
29Mar14
Possum is lying on her front across our bed, feet waving in the air, playing “Hungry Shark”. Chris is sitting next to her, offering sage advice:
Chris: Oh, by the way, those aren’t the giant crabs — the giant ones are off to the left, way down deep.
Possum: Oh, cool.
(Possum perpetrates further shark attacks)
Chris: You have pretty feet.
Possum (still absorbed in shark attacks but without missing a beat): Not when they’re in your face.
(Possum bats at Chris’s face with her pretty feet, which [duh] he promptly captures and tickles. Kerfuffle ensues.)
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Sub-urbane... so close to cool. 
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