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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
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Merrily
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She blowed up real good.
ReplyDeleteSnuggle 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.
ReplyDeleteAll it takes is an hour a week, and you can turn that frigid mistake into the ultimate wife.
All things are possible for the man who doesn't have to do them.
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