Z-Boy: Honey, mwah?!
Z-Girl: No.
Z-Boy: But, mwah?!
Z-Girl: No. Stop blowing kisses at me.
Z-Boy: Why, my honey?
Z-Girl: Because I don't blow kisses when I'm pissed off.
Z-Boy: What do you blow?
Z-Girl: Chunks.
Z-Boy: Damn. I was hoping it was something else.
Z-Girl: Watch your step, ass monkey. You're on thin ice as it is.
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Things That Blow
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5 Leg Humps:
Mrs K blows my paycheque when she's annoyed with me. What did he do, by the way?
Ha! I'll have to try that. I wanted a screenhouse for our pop-up camper, and he said it would be too much of a pain in the ass to put up, considering we usually only go for a day or two. I was pouty for the rest of the evening.
Finally! Someone else who calls their husband an ass monkey!!!!
Good for you! ;o)
Z-Boy should really think about things from now on. I mean, if a girl is so pissed she won't even blow kisses, does he really want her teeth near certain things?
Phil
http://nomadechoes.blogdrive.com
Amy- Yeah, sometimes Asshole just gets old!
Phil- No doubt!
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