Last Night, Chez Crochet Me
Setting: Mr. Crochet Me and I are eating dinner.
Mr. Cme: Say a customer walks into a yarn shop and asks for a particular colour of a certain kind of yarn.
Mr. Cme: But the yarn store owner explains that the certain yarn doesn't come in that particular colour… [pauses dramatically]
Me: [looks up at Mr. Cme over my glasses, one eyebrow raised]
Mr. Cme: The store owner says, “It's a pigment of your imagination.”
This is a small snapshot of the humour surrounding my home life.
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