This morning:
Hubs: What's wrong with your chickens?
Me: Nothing. Why?
Hubs: These eggs are gross.
Me: They are store bought.
Hubs: Oh. So what's wrong with your chickens?
Me: It's winter. They are on vacation.
Hubs: I think I will have cereal.
I think he has been spoiled.
Hubs: What's wrong with your chickens?
Me: Nothing. Why?
Hubs: These eggs are gross.
Me: They are store bought.
Hubs: Oh. So what's wrong with your chickens?
Me: It's winter. They are on vacation.
Hubs: I think I will have cereal.
I think he has been spoiled.