My husband likes to turn ordinary conversation into sexual innuendo so much so that he’s past even thinking about what he’s saying anymore. Case in point – the other night I was talking about how much I love the turkey kielbasa because it’s so soft and juicy. He says to me, “Oh I’ve got something soft and juicy for you”. We both paused, and then I exclaimed, “Oh my god! I am soooo blogging that!”
I haven’t stopped teasing him about that remark since. It’s amaz-za-zing how often I’ve been able to slip it into normal conversation. Yea, give me something soft and juicy, baby! I’m still LMAO thinking about it.