the last coke
Hey, I wanted some coke to drink with my soup.
But there was no coke!
Can you believe it?
But don't worry, I found one.
Although, I DID have to open a box.
And once it's open....
This is the series of texts I sent him today. I don't know if any of you remember my facebook posts from just after Coca Cola changed its recipe:
There is one case of coke left. At most, we had 26. I think Steven is having a hard time coming to terms with the end of his never-ending supply.
Also, I would think that (as the original facebook post suggests) since he spent OUR life savings, the coke should be OURS. Apparently he does not agree. Suddenly it is his coke. I told him that six of them are his. Five are mine.
He made this face:
See, he doesn't even look all that angry. It's like he WANTS me to just help myself.
Love you honey.