So last night Jay and I were laying in bed. He was watching Keith Olbermann and I was deeply into the last few pages of 'The Other Boleyn Girl.' The last chapter is exciting and filled with drama and I was right to the point when poor Anne was about to get her head chopped off when Jay interrupted me and asked, "Would you eat someones used band-aid for $10,000?"
Obviously, my immediate response was, "No way." But then Jay pointed out that we could certainly use $10,000. Then he went on to add that he'd probably do it for $5,000.
I thought about it a moment and said, "Well, what about diseases? Can I choose whose band aid I eat? I guess I could stomach one of the kid's or yours."
He quickly asked, "What if it was Keith Olbermann's band aid?"
Okay, admittedly I loves me some Keith Olbermann but the relationship he and I have only lasts for one hour a day and I don't know what he does in his spare time. So my answer is no.
Jay was quiet for a bit and then he leaned over and said, "Well, I'd eat your band aid for a hundred bucks."
I am strangely honored.