can’t make this stuff up
September 11, 2007 § Leave a comment
Saturday afternoon I’m getting some chores done and contemplating a nap. Mr. Man walks into the room, picks up the bike pump and heads for the door, saying he’ll be back in a minute.
Panda: “What are you going to do with the bike pump?”
Mr. Man: “I’m going to make sure my car’s tires are inflated to exactly 32 psi so that I get the best gas mileage.”
Panda: [long pause]
Mr. Man: “Yep.”
Panda: “You do realize I’m going to blog about this, right?”