Conversation from last night:
1: I WANT SEX!
2: It's late, I want to go to bed.
1: I WANT IT NOW!
2: Why do you never want to cuddle first? GEEZ.
1: Will you stop whining and give it to me?!
2: How about this; if we don't cuddle tonight, you won't get it again for weeks!
1: You are such a girl!
2: You are such a guy!
1: I love you, can we please just do it?
2: I'm not in the mood.
1: You're so fine, baby. Give me so lovin'.
2: How about tomorrow?
1: Tomorrow you'll say you don't want it, either!
2: No I won't, I promise. But for tonight, cuddling.
1: I don't like cuddling, its too hot.
2: No cuddling, no forking.
1: Fine, we can cuddle.
Now, re-read it. It goes without saying that person #1 is Therese, and person #2 is me.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Overheard in our House
Posted by Recovering Soul at 8:49 AM
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9 comments:
I'm pretty sure that's not exactly how the conversation went last night...
And saying I want sex without any emotional attachment was a bit rough, baby! ;)
Personally, I'm mad for the forking. It makes it easier when eating steak.
Sometimes I have the steak without the forking. Just saying . . .
And sometimes, the sex without the cuddling? Or is it the cuddling without the sex?
Heck, have the steak before the loving, and it's all good right?
I once read somewhere (might have been a bathroom wall) that sex is like pizza. Even when its not so good, its still pretty good.
I'm not really sure what that meant, and I have no idea how it would apply to the conversation, but I didn't want to be left out of the comments. Which meant I had to come up with something to say.
Yes, sadly, it was fairly obvious which one was Therese. Which makes it all the more depressing.
All the blog-hotties in the comments up there need to quit with all the steak-talk. Leave us poor men alone. We're not pieces of meat, for goodness sake.
Although I would, if the situation happened to arise, have no problem being treated as one.
You know, Therese already threatened a week or two ago to revoke your man card because you'd rather see Mama Mia than Batman. Keep this up and we'll ALL be agreeing with her.
I wanna be a piece of meat! Even if it's not steak, you know, just so long as it's not chopped beef. Ya know?
Yeef, RS. . .
Most of us guys live for the day when our wives will come to us saying, "I WANT SEX! I WANT IT NOW!" (in capital letters, no less!)
Now, you've just gone and made me feel bad. . .
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