So yesterday we went to the local mall so I could buy some shorts and Deb could buy some steak for us to grill. Anywho, the grocery store is inside the mall. The funny thing was that she went through the checkout, I picked up the bags out of the cart to carry them and she still pushed the cart HALFWAY THROUGH the mall before I asked her"Why are you still pushing the cart when I am carrying everything."
She responded "Because you're rubbing off on me,"
She responded "Because you're rubbing off on me,"