Last weekend we spent some time out of town with the in-laws.  Out of town as in we had to drive there.  And back.  It was the fateful drive back that resulted in the following tweets.  I apologize if you follow me on Twitter and have to live through this twice.  Ugh.  I know the feeling.  Just typing the tweets out again has me rolling my eyes.  

FYI, some spelling errors have been corrected.

Basically The Husband spent an hour recreating the scenes from the movie Pee Wee Herman’s Big Adventure with his own off color commentary added in as well. 

Here we go:

The Husband is detailing the plot of the Pee Wee Herman movie.  And I mean in excruciating detail.  My life.  Ladies and gentlemen.  My life.

In case you were wondering, it was the traffic accident we drove past that started the Pee Wee Herman monologue.  Yeah.  It was.

Midwestern Bite Traffic RW

OMG.  Quick.  Somebody call me with an emergency to get me out of the Pee Wee Herman recitation.  Please.  Anybody.  Anybody.

If your name is Marge don’t nickname yourself Large.  It’s not cool.  Not cool.

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