Last night, I watched the highly anticipated season premiere of Grey's Anatomy.
Wonderful. Awesome. Emotional.
Yes, I know, it's just a television show. But it was really moving!
After it ended, I made my way upstairs, where Mike was getting ready for bed.
Mike: How was McDreamy?
Me: *sigh*
Mike: Are you crying?
Me: Maybe a little bit. It was really good.
He went on to ask me about the episode (I think he was trying to gain brownie points with me or something - cause really, what does he really care about the show?).
Suddenly, he said something that I am sure he spent the entire evening thinking about:
The way you feel about McDreamy, that must be the way my female co-workers feel about me. I'm like the Big Mac they'll never get to eat. Cause I'm *your* Big Mac.
I rolled over and went to sleep. There's just no response to that. None whatsoever.
3 comments:
:) a million laughs! He is great! I wish my husband would say something that cheesy once in a while. :)
I agree with you. I have a feeling it took a while for Mr. Big Mack to think that one up. :)
Another example of the Norton good looks triumphing over all!
-Kristy
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