ME: god your dirty! FLOORS: not my fault...you guys made me this way!
ME: no i didn't (they did), regardless your gross to look at right now.
FLOORS: well then, your kids eat like chickens (or so your dad thinks)...and if you don't want to look at me, you should wear a blindfold!
ME: i really have no time for this.
FLOORS: you do understand that i'm solid hickory, HAND scraped with three different sized boards mixed together right?...others would DIE to have me!
ME: shut up. if it wasn't for me you wouldn't be here! greg would have gladly selected a less "fancy" hardwood.
FLOORS: ohh...i like the word "fancy".
ME: zip it...stop listening to tammy lyon and her preferences on country music!
FLOORS: So, what would the euro's (specifically your mother!) think of how i look right now?
ME: wow..that's low.
FLOORS: your getting l a z y!
ME: listen, there's just so much of you to clean and I AM NOT LAZY ...i just have "better" things to do with my time!
FLOORS: what FACEBOOK?
ME: watch it...or i'll let the kids draw and ride there bikes on you!
FLOORS: tisk, tisk...we both know that's NOT going to happen,
Me: god i hate it when your right.
FLOORS: come on, just wash me!
ME: will see.
