Saturday, March 10, 2007
My girlfriend
Nice fish dinner, couple glasses of wine and it's time to watch a little basketball.
But then it starts as she says, "What's a girl got to do to get a little dessert? Then maybe later we can knock over some trash cans? We can have a real party big boy. Naturally, I'll need to be carried if we move over 30 feet and no bitching about your poor back"
Labels: "Mention diet again and I'll bite your ass."
