Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Love Fades

LOVE

Boned Jello

Last night I was sitting on the sofa watching TV when I heard my wife's lovely voice from the kitchen.

 "What would you like for dinner my Love. . . Chicken, beef or lamb?"
 
 I said, "Thank you sweetheart, I'll have chicken."   
      
 She replied "You're having soup, asshole.  I was talking to the cat."


sigh
Merrily

3 comments:

DougM said...

She blowed up real good.

ghoti said...

Snuggle up next to her and purr. Works every time. Soon you'll be eating veal again. And find that G-spot. Give good back rubs. Foot massages, too.

All it takes is an hour a week, and you can turn that frigid mistake into the ultimate wife.

Anonymous said...

All things are possible for the man who doesn't have to do them.

Casca

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