You Got Nerve!

[Edward Dean]

So you’re asking me that million dollar question?

In the beginning our relationship was easy; find me, friend me, feed me, fuck me, were all I asked and wedding bells rung.

I gave up my runway model dreams just for you because honestly, with these hips and busty tits, size zero for me, would be a three year stint in a Gulag.

In between the children, mortgages and mistresses I forgave you for and the occasional disconnect on my cycle, I was wrapped up in your sister, mother and family while my sister, mother and throw in a miscreant brother on both sides, saddled up to my kitchen table with a story beyond the pale and scale of a Jerry Springer soap opera, while I desperately tried to finish a burning dinner.

And after all this, you bitch about my girls night out sayin’ that suds and studs could make me easy;……. sleazy might be a better word;……….

Can I hold on to that thought for another argument?

[Teresa]

Ain't love grand?

[Edward Dean]

@ Gita; It's my metro-sexual side!:)

[Mike Handley]

Sounds like a Kenny Rogers song ... No, wait, it IS ... She painted up her lips and rolled and curled her tinted hair ...

[Kristine_ES]

opens mouth...closes mouth... imagines the scene.  angry, tense, and was that a door slammin' in the background and hubby with a cold dinner on the plate? 

[Gita]

Good gracious! Where did this come from????