I was upstairs in bed yesterday reading my book and I told Mr Man, Honey, you wouldnt believe it, but Patrick found a new obsession, he has been peeling my back all morning... The Mr Man being the germ phobe that he is, asked me quickly..
"Uh.. where did he put it all"?
My eyes bugged out and said.. "Uh.. he put it in a tissue" and I started to slowly brush off the sheets and hoped he wasnt looking.
He then asked me what the peeling was all about.. I was like.. You never saw a person's skin peel before from sunburn? He totally freaked out and proceeded to tell me how disgusting it was and guess what? He started to peel my skin and got fascinated with the size of the peels and showed me each one. LMAOOOOOO
Well once he was done, can you guess what he did? Reached over and got the hand sanitizer and cleaned his hands. Lord have mercy.. We swap spit and other body fluids but he is worried about dead skin?
Well, I guess it could be worse and look like the following peeps:
I'm just saying...