His Nibs: “Ummmm. Why is there a handful of blue nitrite surgical gloves in the pocket of your pants?”
me: “I have no idea, but was wondering where they went.”
His Nibs: “…”
me: “It seemed like a Good Idea when I was high on morphine, to grab a bunch of gloves from the hospital.”
His Nibs: “…”
me: “You know…Just In Case.”
His Nibs: “Huh.”
me: “What can I say? I was *really* high.”
His Nibs: “Evidently.”
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