What can YOU say in six sentences?
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?