Alert to my British F-Listers

[auntbijou]

lusiology, shocolate, annephoenix, eriador117 and the rest that I can't think off because I am WAY too agitated...

Please, please, please, y'all, if the Husbandly One begs, pleads, WHINES for y'all to buy him this extremely disgusting stuff he calls "monkey coffee"... if y'all love me... DON'T!!!!

He came in the kitchen, all lively and excited and said, "You have friends in and around London, right?"

I automatically said, "Whatever it is, the answer is no."

How savvy am I?

"No, no, no, it's just, you know that monkey coffee I was telling you about?"

"No."

"Listen, listen, they've started selling it in London, and I'm sure if you asked..."

"NO!!! No, no, no, you are not buying a coffee that is made from beans that monkeys ate and passed through their digestive systems. No. You are not drinking monkey shit coffee, and that's final!!!"

"It's not monkey shit coffee... exactly! Look, just ask..."

"No."

"But, honey, really..."

"No."

"Hey, what are you picking up that phone book for?"

"I'm looking for a divorce lawyer."

"Honey, really, come on! I'm sure what's her name, shocolate?? Yeah, shocolate, she's got a sense of humor, I'd bet she'd..."

"NO!!!"

See what I have to live with??