(August 29, 2016 at 4:28 pm)Crossless1 Wrote:(August 29, 2016 at 4:25 pm)Losty Wrote: If I ever get married a text of "Hey don't pick up anything on the way home for lunch. I'm going to fix you something to eat." Will mean don't even bother coming home for lunch today, if you do don't eat what I made because it's poisoned.
I did mention bologna, didn't I?
I'm not too worried. I have it on good authority that a man my weight can eat at least thirty pig anuses before he reaches a lethal toxicity.
I'd make for a terrible wife "Hey when you stop to get food on the way home...will you buy me chocolate fudge and ice cream?"