Steven is mad at me. Permit me to explain.
We were at a hockey game and I was sitting on his right and some stranger was on his left. We were watching the game and talking.
Me: Look at that goalie, she's homely.
Steven: Shhh!!! (frantically gesturing to the stranger beside him) That's her mom sitting beside me.
Me: (I glance over, and casually shrug my shoulders) Oh yes, they look alike.
Oh wait, have I mentioned that IT WAS IN HIS DREAM? Yes, A DREAM. And he's mad at me. He woke up after the dream, and apparently was so disturbed that he tossed and turned for the rest of the night. This was a couple of nights ago.
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