Brandon introduced me to the word yesterday after hearing it on an episode of "This American Life."
As we were engulfed in our pre-dinner snacking ritual I saw Murphy run by with a full loaf of homemade cinnamon bread hanging out the sides of his mouth. "Who left the bread out?!"
"Oh, sorry sweetheart. It was me. I guess I'm your frenemy now. Your friend because I came home from work early and your enemy because I left the bread out."
So I've been mulling over my frenemy list.
Frenemy #1
other possible frenemies:
my mechanic
my gynecologist
the school principal
double stuff oreos
1 comment:
List seems appropriate.
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