My husband doesn't get romance.
We were making out on the couch for a little bit. Then he all of a sudden pulls back and says,
"Excuse me. I need the restroom. Now."
He darts into the bathroom.
Takes a dump.
Then he comes back and wants to resume making out. He wants to resume making out when the stench of his latest bathroom adventure is wafting out into the living room.
I think not.
Friday, December 16, 2005
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so i randomly clicked on your 2005 archives and came to this and i have sat here and laughed so hard that my stomach hurts because i can relate!!!!! ROFLMAO!!! omg that's great! hahaha
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