Standing in line at the grocery store-
Eleanor: "Emmett. Look behind us. Sluts. That girl's boobs are going to fall out of her shirt. Their clothes don't fit them right. They're cheap sluts."
Me: "I guess that's what happens when you buy your sexy clothes at Walmart. Don't be too hard on them though. Someday cheap sluts might save our marraige."
I know what you're thinking: Valentine's Day must be awfully close for there to be THIS MUCH romance in the air. If I could find a way to put the noises my wife wails out when I say things like that into print it would add a whole new dimension to my blog.
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I could use some cheap sluts right about now ;-)
At least she encourages you to LOOK at them... :)PsychoI
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