A wife arrived home after a shopping trip and sees her husband in bed with a woman. "Before you leave, I want you to hear how this all came about.
Driving home, I saw this young girl, looking poor and tired, I offered her a ride. She was hungry, so I brought her home and fed her. Her shoes were worn-out so I gave her a pair of your shoes that you didn't wear. She was cold, so I gave her that new birthday sweater you never wear because the color didn't suit you. Then as she was about to leave, she paused and asked: “Is there anything else that your wife doesn't use anymore?” So, here we are!"
Driving home, I saw this young girl, looking poor and tired, I offered her a ride. She was hungry, so I brought her home and fed her. Her shoes were worn-out so I gave her a pair of your shoes that you didn't wear. She was cold, so I gave her that new birthday sweater you never wear because the color didn't suit you. Then as she was about to leave, she paused and asked: “Is there anything else that your wife doesn't use anymore?” So, here we are!"
My ex-wife doesn't use anymore my skills to cook, to take pics of her, to perform a relaxing foot massage, to dress her with her sexy pijama and kiss her good night, to hug her when she wakes up, to smile at her whenever she looked at me, to choose our city entertainment options, to repair her laptop, to buy shoes for her, etc, etc, etc... Did I mention to touch and kiss her whole body, inside and out, and her soul, as well?...
ReplyDeleteWhere shall I find lost girls? Besides red light districts, of course...