after getting sacked from work and going home to my wife all depressed she asked me "what's wrong"! Apparently "your jean size" was not the right answer!
my wife just served me breakfast in her sexiest underwear....... would have prefered it on a plate though. the beans and egg leaked through the gusset.
blowing bubbles for the kids, they insist I blow cigarette smoke in em cuz they sink and explode like grenades. hope they get me an iron lung for my b'day this yr
I wonder what it feels like to spend an entire Saturday trying to come up with something funny to post here and getting no love at all... Not that I spent all day thinking this up or anything...