Slumped on the couch in a vegetative state, our backs are almost on the cushions designed for sitting. Hot Toddy and I are B-E-A-T beat. He flips around then passes the remote to me. I flip and pass it back. He lands on What Not to Wear, just in time to hear Clinton and Stacy bashing a poor woman about her footwear.
"Socks with sandals?" They recoil in horror. The woman hides her face in shame.
I lift up my leg from the floor revealing my socked sandal to Hot Toddy.
He nods and smirks.
"That's my girl." he says.
When Stacy and Clinton ambush me, I'll try my best to act surprised.