Here’s how the conversation at dinner went…
John: There’s a prickly pear in the refrigerator, wanna try it?
Bego: Sure.
John: Okay, listen to me before you do anything. Don’t touch the fruit. Use a fork or something to pick it up.
Bego: Okay. [and proceeds to pick it up with her bare hand]
John: I told you not to touch the fruit!
Bego: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
*For those of you interested in home remedies, you can use a disposable razor to shave the offending spines from a prickly pear THAT YOU HAVE EMBEDDED IN YOUR HAND! They are invisible and painful. Ouch. Did I say I’m an idiot?
Ahahahahahaha! Dork!
😛
Hmmmm.
Where’s the compassion?
LOL, OK, how’s this? You poor dork. 😛
Instead of blaming Eve? We can blame you. Thanks Mom. You’re grrreaat.
Thanks for sharing, that is the kind of thing that I would probably do.
>.<
Ouch!!!
I hope the fingers are better.
Yeap, heard it. Yeap, it was hilarious. Yeap, John knows best.