I’d be frustrated if I was them. Imagine if every time you got horny, a giant “Later” caption appeared.
Did they actually get to have sex? Or is it merely always…later!
Happiness. So rare. So fleeting!
Of course you are—-whether your wife knows it or not.
Slightly married. Or. perhaps more accurately. lie-try married.
(Thanks to “Rex” on my website for the “lie-try” gag.)
No doubt the fire stared in his underwear.
Now I really have to watch those seasons I missed.
Apparently he heard wrong!
Finally, the instruction manual I needed!
To misquote Arthur Linkletter—-who hardly anyone probably remembers—-“kids say and poop the darnedest things.”
I’m an organized procrastinator. I’ve got lists of unimportant things I need to do—before I do the things I really need to do!