One of the reasons I love him...
A conversation 2 nights ago...
Nate: Don't steal my covers tonight.
Me: I didnt!
Nate: I know you didnt...tonight hasn't happened yet.
Me: I mean I havent stolen them so far. Look, you have plenty of covers.
Nate: Yeah, well you always steal them. You Hamburglar.
Me: Well, maybe if I were stealing your BIG MAC you could call me that...
Nate: If I had one, you probably WOULD steal it, Hamburglar.
Me: I am NOT the Hamburglar.
Nate: Yeah you are... my little Hamburglar.
Then, yesterday...
Me: (I told him about how I had exited a building via the window... long story)
Nate: See? I told you you're the Hamburglar. Sneakin' out windows. My little Hamburglar.
Me: This is so weird.
Oh, life with the Bonhams... aren't you glad you're in on it?





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