Last night, I was watching a movie on my computer while crocheting. In the living room, Keene was typing away on his computer.
Suddenly, I get a call. I look at the ID and it's Keene. I look up and he's still typing. I hold up my phone and say, "Are you calling me?"
He pulls his phone from his pocket, looks at it, and says, "Oh, I guess I was."
I reply, "Apparently, something in your pocket really wants to talk to me."
In my mind, I imagine this to be the conversation:
Kelli: Hello?
Keene's pocket: ::heavy breathing::
November 24, 2010
Hello? Is it me you're looking for?
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