why men are fucktards (in case you are wondering)
because I bought new underware and announced to my always horned-out husband that I was going upstairs to try them on and needed some help (wink wink nudge...you get the point as lame as it happens to be) He doesn't respond because he is watching a really old soccer match in Spanish. So I flash him a little breast. Nothing because old soccer means so much more.
So I go upstairs and watch the new Heidi Klum rip off of Top Model (which by the way, is way less painful than watching Tyra Banks babytalk and tell us about business for an hour. At least Heidi Klum knows that she is simply a tall gorgeous dum-dum) Eventually, soccer boy rolls in and I tell him of my pathetic, self esteem reducing attempts at getting his attention. He apologizes and I figure we will likely get down to business. No no. Our daughter starts to cry in her bed and he tells me that it is just one more excuse to not have sex. Precisely fucktard! I have a remote control that gives her an electric shock to wake her up every time you go up my shirt. My secret is out! I love to make sweet love to the sound of my daughter yelling "I HAVE POOP IN MY DIAPER" With that he launches into the old standard "we only have sex once a month....."
Imagine my arousal.
Thats why men are fucktards.
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