Here’s why Dan and I get along so well—even after 20 years. We were having our family dinner (i.e., kids were present) the other night, and Dan was eating asparagus. He looked at it strangely.
Dan: “This asparagus spear is missing the tip.”
Me: “The tip is the best part.”
Silence. Exchange of knowing looks. Smirks on faces.
Dan mouths: “That’s what she said.”
Me: “I was going to say that too. But notice I bit my tongue and didn’t… It was really hard.”
Suppressed laughter. More knowing looks. I might have spit out a little food.
Yes, we’re really 12-year-old boys.