The mean things they do. . .

About a year ago T-rex was working in the Jail. He was able to call me all the time, so it was no big deal to see his cell phone call mine. I would pick up and just chat away about my day. So he called one day. . or rather HIS phone called mine.



His phone: “Hey, whatcha wearing?”

Me: “Um, clothes, duh.”

His Phone: “Oh.”

Me: “yeah, the kids got into flour today, and I am trying to get homework done.”

His Phone: “Um, okay”

Me: “So, I will let you go, Love you bye”

His Phone: “Um okay Bye.”

It was not until I hung up that I realized that was not T-rex. T-rex did call back right away.

T-rex: “So you love Mighty Mouse?!”

Me: “You little . .. I thought that was you! OMG he asked what I was wearing!”

T-rex: “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Yeah! You said you love him!”



All I can say is I am happy I did not have to see Mighty Mouse for a few weeks! Although he did not let me forget! I was reminded of my love again when I had to go up to the office for something. And the fact that I wear clothes still seems to be a point to laugh about.