Yesterday we had dinner at my parents'.
As we were going home, a man got into the lift with us. He was dressed in a tank top. As he pressed the "door close" button, K pointed at him and said, "Hairpit." Repeatedly. P and I were embarrassed and wanted to laugh out loud. She was referring to the man's armpit which was semi-exposed when he reached for the button. Thankfully, he didn't understand what she was saying.
I think she replaces "arm" with "hair" because she sees hair growing out from it. :D
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Har har! Very funny. Hopefully the Armpit Man doesn't read your blog.
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