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Saturday, April 19, 2008

Whatever Floats Your Boat

"Where you going with that magazine?" I asked Husband as he walked down our small hallway holding a Business Week.

"I'm putting it in the rack in the bathroom," he replied.

"Oh, so that's what you jerk off to in there!" I teased, while nodding in a serious manner. "Makes sense."

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6 Comments:

At April 19, 2008 10:30 AM, Anonymous Husband said...

In the competitive arena of global business, securing an advantage is the key to success. I find that perusal of leading economic and financial journals while defecating provides an opportunity to make the most of my making.

 
At April 19, 2008 1:03 PM, Blogger mar said...

*snort*
no wonder you love him, suzanne.
frickin' hi-larious!

 
At April 19, 2008 3:05 PM, Blogger Rebecca said...

Hahahahahahahahahaha!

That made my day, honest.

:)

 
At April 19, 2008 9:57 PM, Blogger belledame222 said...

Diana Christensen: [begins passionately making out with Max] NBC's offering 2.2 and a half mill per
[kiss]
Diana Christensen: per package of five James Bond movies, and I think I'm going to steal them for 3.5
[kiss]
Diana Christensen: for their third run.
[deep kiss]...


--Network

 
At April 20, 2008 8:42 AM, Blogger NoRegrets said...

Wouldn't whatever he's doing in the bathroom sink the boat in the toilet?

 
At April 22, 2008 3:42 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

As I was typing my last comment, a pop-up ad for The Economist appeared on my screen. Does that do it for Husband, too?
-Steph
P.S. I really and truly don't want to know.

 

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