Your kidding
I: What are you working on?
She: I'm typing a return email to Santa Claus. You know, since he wrote to me. [gasp]
I: What?
She: Oh no. I've already sent it.
I: What's wrong?
She: A spelling mistake. A bad one. I'm almost afraid to show you. Okay, here's the letter:
She: I did. Now Santa is going to think I'm deficient in apostrophes and letter E's. Can you forgive me?
I: You know, that was the one thing I said I didn't think our relationship could survive, and you went and did it.
She: I didn't mean that. Really. I slipped up. It won't happen again. Please?
I: But it happened the first time, right? So what's to stop it from happening next time?
She: It was nothing! It didn't mean anything!
I: And I guess that's what I mean. Nothing.
She: No! You mean so much! Even when it happened!
I:I bet you were thinking of me when you did it, too!
She: No! I still have room for you, even with my indiscretion! Can you ever forgive me?
She: Okay. But if Santa Claus comes asking about it, I won't stick up for you.
She: I'm typing a return email to Santa Claus. You know, since he wrote to me. [gasp]
I: What?
She: Oh no. I've already sent it.
I: What's wrong?
She: A spelling mistake. A bad one. I'm almost afraid to show you. Okay, here's the letter:
Dear Santa,I: You didn't.
I would like some books and a new bookshelf. How is the North Pole? Global warming is a bitch. I hope your still above the water line.
She: I did. Now Santa is going to think I'm deficient in apostrophes and letter E's. Can you forgive me?
I: You know, that was the one thing I said I didn't think our relationship could survive, and you went and did it.
She: I didn't mean that. Really. I slipped up. It won't happen again. Please?
I: But it happened the first time, right? So what's to stop it from happening next time?
She: It was nothing! It didn't mean anything!
I: And I guess that's what I mean. Nothing.
She: No! You mean so much! Even when it happened!
I:I bet you were thinking of me when you did it, too!
She: No! I still have room for you, even with my indiscretion! Can you ever forgive me?
She: Okay. But if Santa Claus comes asking about it, I won't stick up for you.