Hubby sat down at the table this morning to sign the state tax return.
"Ew, there's some kind of goo on the table," he said, trying to wipe it off the papers.
"Honey, it's the state department of revenue. Leave it. In fact, is there any more goo you can throw in there?"
He grinned mischievously. "Are you saying we should throw goo at them?"
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