I Am Not Hot

I was laying around under a blanket when I said to Joey, "Get this off me. I'm hot."

He then touched my arm, felt the skin's temperature and said, "You are not hot."

I burst out laughing. I laughed and laughed and laughed.

Joey immediately realized that he'd made an oaf of himself and began backpedaling. "Um, you are actually hot, you're just not hot....Wait, no, that still came out wrong..." He continued his groveling.

I was still laughing. Guffawing, actually, by this point. I totally wish you could have heard him say it.

"You are not hot."

SO funny.