Size Matters…
“That’s not any bigger than last time.” She said.
“Oh yes it is.” He said.
“I don’t think so.”
“Well, keep blowing it.”
“I am! Oh geez, it smells like rubber… There.”
“Ok, let me try it… *groans* Oh god…”
“I told you it wasn’t any bigger than last time.”
“The hell it isn’t, you just can’t tell because I’m on it.”
“Or I can’t tell because it’s squashed under you.”
“Shut up, bitch.”
“*laughing*… well, maybe it is a little bigger.”
So, our new pilates ball came in last Friday. Our last pilates ball met a somewhat gruesome end when Maggie stuck a pin in it.
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April 30th, 2007
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Posted in: Love and Marriage, Stupid Husband Tricks
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And probably works for SO many things.


