The only real code phrase the wife and I have is 'stuffed owl'. Surprisingly, it isn't the least bit sexual. When I was just out of uni and starting to make an actual living at gigs (this was all LONG before I met Ellen), I had money to burn and was able to buy some useless - but mad cool - things, one of which was a pair of stuffed barn owls.
When she first saw them, her reaction was, 'Why the FUCK do you have stuffed owls in your flat?' When I explained that I buy odd things, she expressed a hope that I hadn't paid too much for them. Ever since, when I mention that I'm thinking about buying something, her stock answer is, 'I hope it isn't another stuffed owl.' It's come to mean any silly, stupid, uselessly extravagant purchase made by one of us (the 'one' is always me, btw).
That aside, the code words that have impacted my life the most often are, 'A Mr. Shannon is assisting police with their inquires.'
Boru
When she first saw them, her reaction was, 'Why the FUCK do you have stuffed owls in your flat?' When I explained that I buy odd things, she expressed a hope that I hadn't paid too much for them. Ever since, when I mention that I'm thinking about buying something, her stock answer is, 'I hope it isn't another stuffed owl.' It's come to mean any silly, stupid, uselessly extravagant purchase made by one of us (the 'one' is always me, btw).
That aside, the code words that have impacted my life the most often are, 'A Mr. Shannon is assisting police with their inquires.'
Boru
‘I can’t be having with this.’ - Esmeralda Weatherwax
