... but unfortunately that person annoyed the bejeezus out of you?
The "you" in this case is Mr. Kuus.
So there's this guy who obviously and desperately wants to be friends with the two of us, naturally, because we're all kinds of awesome and charismatic and whatnot. And being the softies we are, Mr. Kuus and I never have and probably never will turn away a prospective friend. But maaaan, this guy grates on poor Mr. Kuus's nerves as though he's Mr. Oberkeugen playing the Stradivarius of Mr. Kuus's nerves (a reference to In the Good Old Summertime, a great movie, if you haven't seen it). I genuinely think this guy is a hoot, so normally all contact goes through me, and he visits us, and when Mr. Kuus reaches his tolerance theshold (about 10 minutes) he goes and does something else, and leaves me to entertain, which is totally fine.
Now the guy wants to host us, and is super-excited about it, and poor Mr. Kuus is all whiny and "but I can't go off and read a book somewhere if we're at his place!"
I don't know why this situation amuses me as much as it does.