Last night after work, husband is taking a shower. I’m in there admiring my new haircut. Conversation:
DH (trying to hand me the bottle of Softscrub over the top of the shower door that I put in the shower caddy): “Honey, can we please keep this under the sink?”
Me: “No! It’s in there for a reason.”
DH: “Honey you’re totally harshin’ my buzz.”
Me: “Harshin’ your buzz? You are so badass. If it’s in your way, put it on the shower floor in the corner. I would hate to harsh your buzz.”
If you knew my husband, you would giggle for an hour too.
He’s also taken to the phrase, “I’m pickin’ up whachu layin’ down.”
We have to see the new haircut!
Ahahaham I’m totally imagining this and it reminds me of myself. Slang never sounds right coming out of my mouth, it always sounds like I’m some super waspy English woman trying to say something like “Get down with the funk.”