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[wickedcherub]

Conversations between Adam and I generally comprise of a whole lot of 'you are's.
Like,
'Adam, can you hand me the sticky bun?'
'I'll hand your sticky buns! Hey hey!'
'That's disgusting.'
'Your mum's disgusting!'
'Adam, that's really low.'
'You're low.. to the ground!' (I'm 5'2". That's not that short, right?)

As you can see, they're never any good. It's such an ingrained habit in Adam, that I can often get compliments this way just by saying,
'Oh that's beautiful!'
'No *you're* beautiful!'
'Aw thanks.'

Anyway, a few months ago we had this conversation:
'Adam, those are semi-dried tomatoes.'
'I'll semidry you!'
'That makes no sense. *laughs hysterically*'
'Yeah, wasn't one of my better ones.'

Yesterday I asked him to get me a towel while I was still in the shower. I hopped out and he waved the towel on me awkwardly and ran away.

I was all, 'WHAT WAS THAT?' and he was like 'I DRIED YOU PARTIALLY. I SEMI DRIED YOU. LIKE I SAID I WOULD.'

Yeah. Soon to be parents of *two* children, we are. Thank god you don't need licenses to have kids.