Random Thoughts, the Sequel

whoa, now wait one minute. mrs. petty has taken great pride in having my balls in her hand all these years. some ladies might be known as trophy wives, but mrs. petty raises her right hand and proudly exclaims, "but what do you call these TP, you little bitch."

it's sad, because it's true.

 

Sounds like true love to me.

 

What about the Cleveland Rednecks?

 

nope, just a fact of being a man and tying the ol' knot.

 

Man...maybe I DO want to get married after all.

Do I carry them around in the open? Do I get a little jar for them? Will it fit in my purse?

 

mine prefers to carry them in her hand so i can at least remember what they look like.

 

Interesting.

I just have to get the bf to propose and hand over his man bells.

 

Goodnight to all and to all a good night. It has been one to remember.

 

You get to jar them beginning with engagement.

 

I was in total control when my wife and I were just dating. I called the shots. I did what I want.

Then I got married and the burdens of free will were mercifully wrested from my shoulders.

 

I like bacon chips you put on salad. That's my random thought before I go to bed.

 

Get a job.