I wore a souvenir tshirt my daughter brought me. It has a babyish French cartoon on the pocket and a big one on the back. Plus it’s a size too small so it’s tight all over and looks really wrong.
I had to wear it while she was here, and that meant wearing it in front of a few clients. I’m sure they thought I was a real simpleton.
Good for you Sampiro. Although Anna’s “Oh, but it looks good on YOU though!” is priceless!
For some reason, when I lived in Arizona my eyes made a lot of funky cruft (on the skin under the eyes) and I never thought to look at them and scrape it off. My girlfriend at the time always scraped it off when we hung out, and she also gave me my first ever unibrow-plucking.
Oh yeah, I also wore shiny nail polish for a couple of days that she put on my fingernails. I actually thought it was pretty cool.
Yes, in at least one way.
Can I upgrade to first class on that one-way ticket?
Too bad you didn’t get that in high school now, it’d be kind of stylish depending on which school you went to.
After our first child was born (via emergency c-section, after a difficult pregnancy that included long stretches of bed rest and at least two hospitalizations to deal with premature labor), my wife found that all of her existing underwear were too uncomfortable to wear, as the elastic fell directly over the incision scar from the c-section. So the day after we came home from the hospital, I found myself at Target in the women’s underwear section with my mother-in-law trying to decide which of the various options on offer would be most likely to work well. I did get positive comments from a couple of women who were there as well for being such a good husband.
A couple I know got married on April Fool’s Day. This was too good an opportunity for practical jokes on their anniversary. First year is paper, so I got them a roll of toilet paper. Second year was cotton, so I got them Q Tips. Third year was leather, so I got them cat-o-nine tails.
One year it was wool. Hmmm, what to do for wool? I thought about it for a while, then I went down to the X rated video store. I went straight up to the counter and asked for a blowup sheep. The guy showed me the floor model, already inflated. He then tried to get me interested in other blowup products such as pigs, but I said I was only into sheep.
The place looked pretty clean, actually.
Well, the one thing that comes to mind is administering suppositories for my bedridden and ill Grandmother a few months before she died.
A few nights ago I left my warm, comfy bed at my wifes request, in order to run outside and bring in the stroller from the yard. Naked.
As I stepped out of the house, the neighbors came home.
Well, did she make you go and get it naked, or were you just too lazy to put some pants on?
Oh God, please let me remember this next time I need it! Bwahahahaha!
I dance with my husband in public.