Sunday, July 26, 2009

Why I'm Divorcing My Husband One Week Before Our 17th Anniversary...

We're watching Hung tonight, and the main character is a gigalo. His first real client is an older, overweight woman. At first he doesn't want to do it (her, heh heh), but changes his mind because he needs the money. Apparently he makes $600/encounter.

J does the math and says "I could do that. I could have sex with old ladies. It's not like I'm not doing that now. hahaha"

Bastard. I'm leaving you and you're keeping the kids.

5 comments:

Stalker v1.5 said...

Which hospital is he in? I want to not send flowers but, instead, assassins.

Get it - assass ...

Haha!

Major Dad said...

You'd send assassins, huh. Thats the last time I cook for your sorry ass!!!!

P.S. I love you hunny-bunny. But Stalker must die!!!!

Stalker v1.5 said...

I'm gonna die if you gonna make me eat my own cooking. Your babies are gonna cry when I tell them I a'gonna die and it's allll yourrrrr faulttttt. Haha. <3!

Hilda said...

You better have him without sex for a whole week - at least!!

Patti said...

I thought of that, but honestly, who would that punish? Both of us!!! ;)