I just don't understand women...(You may need to read my last blog if you're not up to speed. Yes. That's my face.)
So we got home around 9:30pm last night. I grabbed a couple bottles beer and headed off to the bedroom to turn on ESPN and await my wife. Somewhere around 1am I must have dozed off. The next thing I know I hear a deafening roar and I'm being hit with what appeared to be a fist wrapped with a lace teddy. Where'd I go wrong?
2 comments:
I just don't understand her! Why on earth would she hit you with her fist, even if it was all sexed up with that lace teddy?
Geez... now, my memory isn't quite what it used to be BUT I do recall her being given a nice cast iron skillet and a wonderful rolling pin for her bridal shower. I mean I just can't understand why she didn't use either one of them, afterall it's a bit rude to accept a gift and not ever use it ;)
BTW if you need the name of the cream that helps with bruises ask your Uncle Ernie... yes his mouth overloads at times as well.
Hugs to you.
I just don't understand her! Why on earth would she hit you with her fist, even if it was all sexed up with that lace teddy?
Geez... now, my memory isn't quite what it used to be BUT I do recall her being given a nice cast iron skillet and a wonderful rolling pin for her bridal shower. I mean I just can't understand why she didn't use either one of them, afterall it's a bit rude to accept a gift and not ever use it ;)
BTW if you need the name of the cream that helps with bruises ask your Uncle Ernie... yes his mouth overloads at times as well.
Hugs to you.
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