So, there I was, standing in the kitchen, eating leftover Chinese food over the sink.
Suddenly, an errant and goopy snow pea lodged itself in my throat. I started to cough, and hack, and gag. At that moment, my fiancé came to my rescue, running in from the living room.
“Here, Shan, have a glass of water.”
Unfortunately, there wasn’t any water. In his haste, he left it sitting on the coffee table. Instead, his hand was in almost a perfect pantomime of holding a glass of water.
Thought one: Oh, so this is how I die.
Thought two: This is hilarious.
Luckily, the helpless laughter dislodged the snow pea. Call it a Heimlich via hilarity.
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4 comments:
hahahhahaha... I can totally see this happening
Brett - What, me eating over the sink, or Brando forgetting the water?
Haha, that's awesome! I'll have to try that one next time I'm literally dying from food. (Happens a lot more often then I'd like to admit.)
Sounds like true love to me. Kinda along the lines of "Give a woman a a glass of water and you'll stop her from choking today. Teach her to get a glass of water while she's gasping for air you'll save her while you're out drinking beer with the boys and can't get the water for her yourself."
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