Wednesday, September 24, 2008

"Your Mom Is Melting My Brains"

This is the text message that I just got from my husband.

I assume he is on the phone with her on our landline and is texting me with his cell phone.

I think I know what he might be on about.

I have to admit, his parents can be a real pain, but they don´t melt brains like my parents do.




-Bluestreak


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12 comments:

Maggie, Dammit said...

OMG I think maybe your husband needs his own blog.

A Free Man said...

Of the two sets of parents, my Mom is definitely the brain melter in our family. But my partner's Mum is beginning to heat my brain up lately. Proximity.

Brook said...

hahaha!!

miss hell said...

jejejeje pobrecito

the cubicle's backporch said...

Wow. Now THAT is a skill. hee hee.

And for the record? Mr. C's mom is totally the brain melter in our relationship.

Bluestreak said...

Free Man - oh brain meltage can totally travel the longest distances, you have no idea.

Bluestreak said...

Free Man - wait, I forgot you live in Australia, you probably do have an idea.

Rassles said...

At least she doesn't eat them. That would be disgusting.

Tobi said...

I feel your pain. Karn Evil 9 plays in the background of every conversation I have with my mother.

Mike said...

Brain melting is such a forgotten art. No one works on it anymore. They're only doing it so that they can change you...

Bluestreak said...

rassles - i think she drinks them.

tobi - that is so damn funny. I never thought about what kind of background music plays when we converse. It might be some kind of psychotic acid jazz, though.

mike - I´m sure I´ll have the artform down by the time I have kids. I don´t know, maybe my husband will say I already have it down to a T.

Bluestreak said...

Tobi - no, no, wait. scratch that, it´s got to be some kind of bizarre Frank Zappa song.