Dann complains frequently that I don't really listen to him. It is true that I've developed an ability to tune almost everything out and focus on what I'm doing (be it something important in a hospital or something equally unimportant, like reading gossip blogs). Today, while it was raining, I was doing the latter. Dann was chattering away at the TV and I was under the impression that he was not directing his attention to me. I tuned him out.
That is, until I heard, "My weiner is on fire". I'll admit, I took several seconds to register what he said and reply to him.
"Did you just say.....YOUR WEINER IS ON FIRE!?!"
He turned to me and grinned. "See, I knew you weren't listening to me".
As my mind was frantically thinking "horrible sunburn, gonorrhea, UTI", Dann was laughing at me. I'm glad the five year old living inside him still knows how to get my attention.
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