Tuesday, December 14, 2010

There Are Days It's Really Hard To Be Suave And Debonaire

Yesterday morning I came in the house from the shop and ran into Sally in the office... had a little huggy, kissy face moment.  It was nice, just kinda standing there.  She whispers into my neck...

Sally: You know this morning when you crawled back in bed and cuddled up close and kissed me?

Me:  Yeah. That was nice huh.

Sally:  You smelled like farts and toothpaste.

Me:  ..........



It's hard to move on from that moment.







.

6 comments:

SkylersDad said...

That is a girl who knows how to not take any prisoners!

Crystal Pistol said...

First laugh I've had all day. Thanks!

Venom said...

Try some 'AXE' man, Sally'll thankj you.

I've been away so missed your return to blogging by a few days and, as I was one of the whiners bugging you about not posting, I wish I'd been there. But I'm back and I'm reading and I'm loving me some Cowguy.

(Good call on Cher, yo.)

The Retired One said...

If that isn't TRUE LOVE, I don't know what is!!

Gwen said...

At least you got one half clean.

Scope said...

Women know how to cut you to the bone (or boner or whatever), don't they?