I Want to Drink Your Blood

Last night at the McKinney-Oates’ home…

:  (coming in from outside)  I wonder why I can deal with it being cold at night so much better than I can deal with it being cold in the morning.
Marie:  Well, I think it has something to do with the state of our blood when we’re resting… or we might be vampires.

Marie:  I’m not sure, but I think you might be a vampire…
Mark:  What?
Marie:  Well, you have dark hair, pasty legs and you run fast.  Shutup.  I’m still building my case.

I got to bed first, laid down and folded my arms across my chest like a sleeping… wait for it… vampire!  How did you guess?

I closed my eyes and waited for Mark, and when I heard him come through the door I started giggling.

“What’s so funny?”  Mark asked as he walked in.

I opened one eye to look at him, “Can’t you tell what I am?”

“You’re a dead person?”  And then he paused. 

“I get it,” he said with exasperation, “You’re a vampire.”

“Ha!  I’m so funny!”

“You’re such a dork.”

And this is the result of finally giving in to the crack that is the Twilight series.

God, help us all.  Especially Mark.

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One thought on “I Want to Drink Your Blood

  1. maybe you are a vampire! 🙂

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