Sideline Sassiness
I was sprawled on the living-room couch watching my favorite show on the Food Network when my husband walked in.
"Why do you watch those food shows?" he asked. "You don’t even cook."
Glaring back at him, I asked, "Then why do you watch football?"
"Why do you watch those food shows?" he asked. "You don’t even cook."
Glaring back at him, I asked, "Then why do you watch football?"