Imagine...
Erik sitting on the couch. Bag of Twizzlers in lap, large glass of juice on floor.
Him: "mmmmm" (not mmmm good, mmm like wowwy wow wow I can't believe I didn't think of this earlier)
Me (as I look over to see what all of the excitement is about): "you know why I can't get behind you and your weight loss/stop smoking ventures?"
Him: silence for like seriously 2 minutes, while he chews on Twizzlers
Me: "oh you already know?"
Then I broke it to him that I had a blog and he informed me I better not be writing about him.
WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
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