In which it’s not my fault

Written a while back

Taylor Swift is going to be playing in Greensboro tonight.  Don’t worry; I’m not going but Walt, Kevin’s go-to guy, is.  He’s taking his 10-year-old twin daughters.  He seems to be a bit “embarrassed” by this because this morning Kevin received a group text from Walt saying, “I will be leaving early today for an appointment.”

After laughing, Kevin replied to the entire group “hope you enjoy yourself at The Taylor Swift concert tonight Walt.”  I told him that he was mean and to remember that he took the girls to The Spice Girls Movie once upon a time.

Unsurprisingly, Walt replied with a text saying something like “thanks for throwing me under the bus Kevin” and I told Kevin that I thought he should come clean with his own personal history.

So Kevin informed the group that he too had “once gone to see the Spice Girls Movie” so now both Kevin and Walt had confessed to the same thing.  Needless to say, all the other guys had a good laugh about this.

I said to Kevin:

Me:                  how old are those girls anyways now?

Kevin:             I think they’re 8

Me:                  Andie and I saw them this summer

Kevin:             they’re about 7 feet tall (they are incredibly tall)

Me:                  I know, they were as tall as Andie.  She was disgusted with you.

Kevin:             why was she disgusted with me? I thought we agreed that height comes from the mom.

Me:                  I never agreed to that

Kevin:             I love how you spin things so that nothing is ever on you

Me:                  yes, it’s quite a skill.  And did you see how fast I was at doing it?

Kevin:             it’s true.  You certainly think fast on your feet

Although truthfully at the time, I was sitting on my ass reading the paper.  So anyways, that was how my morning went.  How about you?

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