Fine, I’ll Get It Myself!
Filed under: Heebie Jeebies - December 12, 2007 @ 6:24 am
Me: I really, really want a jar of whimsies for Christmas.
Him: I’m not getting you a jar of whimsies.
Me: Oh come ON, all I get for Christmas is an abortion?!
Him: Hey, I’m not even gonna make you pay for half. Plus I got you a sock monkey calendar.
Me (sulkily): But I want a jar of whimsies, too.
Him (exasperated): Why do you want something so FEM?
Me (histrionically): Why do you want me to be GAY?
Him: You ARE gay, you want to stick your tongue up women’s pussies.
Me: Yeah well you’re holding me back, Mr. Straight Guy. I guess I’ll have to eat all the Miracle Whip and stick your baby in the empty jar instead then.
Him: Now THERE’S your whimsy!
December 12th, 2007 at 6:48 am
Ha! I think I just peed a little.
December 12th, 2007 at 11:42 pm
Yeah Floyd, life’s just a barrel of pee-causing laughs around our house
Frankly, I’m surprised that she gave up so easily–my former wife would have carried this “discussion” into the 08 holiday season and beyond.
I find myself comparing the two of them all the time–usually random comparisons like the one suggested by the article above: While the FW had the tenacity trait in spades, she was not so fond of other women’s pussies. And I do like that about TBK.