Word Association

Himself and I are standing in the kitchen doorway, watching both Midgets furiously play and scramble around in the back garden.

It is a beautiful and balmy day, one where we can not only stand the sight of each other but also engage in an activity I believe other humans refer to as "talking."

We decide to test our companion skills by a quick game of word association.

"Carrot."

"Your weird ginger obsession."

"Cunt."

"Robbie Williams."

"Flacid."

"Robbie Williams."

"Cock."

"Robbie Williams."

"Shit."

"Robbie Williams."

And then we watched the football and it just got worse...