The Intelligence Of A Goldfish

| Glasgow, Scotland, UK | Romantic | July 27, 2012

(My boyfriend and I step into the elevator to leave our block of flats.)

Me: *sniffs* “Mmm, smells like somebody’s just brought some takeaway food in here.”

(My boyfriend starts opening and closing his mouth like a fish.)

Me: “What are you doing?”

Boyfriend: “Tasting the food smell. It’s free!”

Me: *joins in with the smell tasting* “Wait, what if it they didn’t have a takeaway and had just done a really meaty fart instead?!”

Boyfriend: *stops, thinks, then shrugs* “Well, it’s still free.” *continues opening and shutting his mouth*

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