The Mood Was Gone
The other night my wife and I were getting ready for bed and being kind of flirty. I had to use the restroom, so stayed downstairs while she went up to bed. While I was sitting on the toilet I got a text: “Bring a bucket and a mop.” Oh darn, I think, one of my kids must have thrown up. I finished my toilet business and went down to the basement to check the cleaning supplies. I found a bucket, but couldn’t find a mop. I found one of those squeezy sponge things, but the sponge was missing. Figuring the vomit was probably congealing by this point, I just grabbed the bucket and a bunch of paper towels and ran upstairs. I got to the upstairs bathroom…and found no mess. I carried the cleaning supplies down to my kids’ rooms, but found no vomit. I went to our bedroom and found my wife lying on the bed. She asked what had taken me so long, and I said I couldn’t find a mop, and where was the mess? She started rolling around on the bed laughing. Suddenly I realized “Bring a bucket and a mop” was a line from “WAP.” My wife had been in the mood, and I had spent 15 minutes looking for a mop. She was laughing so much that the mood was basically gone. Crudbum