Today is my birthday. Can anyone guess what Jessie bought for me, again? I’m beginning to think that clothes are her back-up option when she has no other ideas for presents. Let me help you out, alcohol is always a safe bet. Sex is good, too.
Speaking of clothes, we were at her parents’ house looking at the old clothes left over from Sally’s two kids, and her mom says to take all of them. I agreed with her, thinking this could help free up money so we could buy other things.
Apparently, when heard by the ears of a pregnant woman, this means all our daughter will be wearing is boy’s hand-me-downs. I’m labeled a cheapskate and a deadbeat dad. How come I’m always misunderstood?!
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