Ok, I realize I just posted, but this is priceless.
Martin took a shower a while ago, and was puttering around the house for a couple hours. He came upstairs just a minute ago, and laid down next to me. I caught a glimpse of something funky going on w/ his neck as he laid down. It was almost like he'd gotten some writing tattoo'd on his neck.
Me- "WTF is on your neck??" *moves neckline of his hoodie to get a better view*
Me- *Hysterical Laughter* "G-g-g-GO look at yourself in the mirror!!"
Him- *Dutifully heads towards the bathroom* "OOOH!! Is THAT what that feeling was?? I kept thinking I was getting a sore throat. I kept feeling at that spot, wondering why it felt so tight!"
Me- *More laughter at his expense*
What "THAT" was, was one of those stickers they put on the front of tee-shirts. You know the long sticker that says repeatedly what size the shirt is? This one was proudly proclaiming that Martin was "XL", about 7 times over.
Me- "Sooo......I guess you think you're Xtra Large, eh?"
Him- "Shut up."