"Where you going with that magazine?" I asked Husband as he walked down our small hallway holding a Business Week.
"I'm putting it in the rack in the bathroom," he replied.
"Oh, so that's what you jerk off to in there!" I teased, while nodding in a serious manner. "Makes sense."
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In the competitive arena of global business, securing an advantage is the key to success. I find that perusal of leading economic and financial journals while defecating provides an opportunity to make the most of my making.
ReplyDelete*snort*
ReplyDeleteno wonder you love him, suzanne.
frickin' hi-larious!
Hahahahahahahahahaha!
ReplyDeleteThat made my day, honest.
:)
Diana Christensen: [begins passionately making out with Max] NBC's offering 2.2 and a half mill per
ReplyDelete[kiss]
Diana Christensen: per package of five James Bond movies, and I think I'm going to steal them for 3.5
[kiss]
Diana Christensen: for their third run.
[deep kiss]...
--Network
Wouldn't whatever he's doing in the bathroom sink the boat in the toilet?
ReplyDeleteAs I was typing my last comment, a pop-up ad for The Economist appeared on my screen. Does that do it for Husband, too?
ReplyDelete-Steph
P.S. I really and truly don't want to know.