Quirkyville Quips

• Laying in bed at about 3 a.m.  I wake up to a semi-loud, unnatural noise. I shake the fiance. “What was that.” He groggily rolls over and says, “It was just an action figure that fell over.” Meaning that one of the many action figures in his office/man-cave fell over on their shelf. (There are actually specific shelves for bad guys, good guys and guys in between.)
• I wake up at 1 a.m. one morning to hear the fiance talking to himself downstairs. He’s very agitated as if in an argument. I think that maybe a friend has come over so I should check on the situation. I stumble downstairs and find him alone with an X-Box controller talking at full-volume to himself. “Um, you know you are talking to yourself, right?” Yes, he knows, but he thinks he’s talking to the game he’s playing. “Ok, good night. I love you.”
• We are discussing something that makes him frustrated, unrelated to our relationship. I interrupt said conversation to tell him that there is something else that might make him frustrated. I see a look of panic cross his face. He’s envisioning the worst. “I ran out of nice sheets and had to put granny sheets with pink flowers on the bed.” His face softens. “No, I’m not kidding. It’s pretty bad. But I was too lazy to finish the laundry before I changed the sheets.” He is laughing now. “Ok, laugh all you want, but I leave at 7:30. You’ll be sleeping in flowery sheets by yourself…”

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