You can probably guess how this one ends…

It was the best of days, it was the worst of days; it had been a long day for everyone involved and finally it was over.

A tired but loving couple retire to their beds (just ignore the various verb tenses, okay?) and have a short chat before trying to fall asleep.

Him: Things sure seemed hectic today.
Her: Gah. Change the subject. I’m exhausted. I had a bad day at work where everyone was crazy and incompetent but me and my mother so got on my nerves when I got home.
Him: You know, it’s nice of her to help out on the days you work, but I really, really, really, rrreeeeaaallllly hate those frozen vegetables with curdled cream she made and those potatoes with parsely were hard to eat too…

Her: Actually, I cooked those.
Him: …
Her: I mean, I like you to be honest and stuff…
Him: Just kill me now…
Him: Bahahahaha.
Her: Hrm. Now at least you have something to write on your blog.
Him: I would never write about this.

6 responses to “You can probably guess how this one ends…

  1. D

    You’re going to be eating those again. The words *and* the potatoes

  2. Yeah, would you like some curdled cream to go with those words?

  3. curdled cream? Not “clotted cream”, by chance?

  4. miguel

    unfortunately not.

  5. I wanna know what you were being punished for. Curdled cream… shudder…

  6. miguel

    Well, it wasn’t curdled on purpose. It was just assorted vegetable bits with cream or sour cream or something similar on them, and would have been originally unobjectionable. The problem arose in the reheating; the microwaves did not agree with the milk product involved, and caused the curdling. Alpha is normally quite a good cook.