70rtvert Wrote:Well fellow's I've done it again!!!!!
Why in H--- do I feel that I have to get in the last word???
My wife, I'll call her Honey Bunch, was getting a little frisky tonight.
During the smooching and pawing, she say's to me, "I Love You".
My first reaction was to ask her what the H--- she was talking about.
But I didn't. ( I bet your thinking, , Fran has learned his lesson when it comes to Honey Bunch)
So, being college educated, (I think I was. It was sooooooo long ago,) I simply replyed, "I Love You too"
She says to me, "You must Love me to be happly married to me for 42 years and to put up with the 30# I've gained over these years."
I replyed, "I'm not all that sure I'm happly married and there certainly is more of you to love after all these years. I think your being a bit conservitive on the 30#.
Well, let me tell you, the friskyness came to a screeching halt. I hadn't noticed before that she must have spent some time in the sun and how red her face was.
Probably sun burn.
I could tell immedently that she wasn't sure if she was happily married either!!!!
I don't know what came over me, but I felt a deep urge to leave the room. Actually it was a deep urge to leave the house!!!
The last time I saw Honey Bunch she was fumbling with the keys to my gun cabinet!!
I couldn't believe that she wanted to go hunting, what with that red face and all. A critter would see her comeing a mile away.
But I chose not to tell her that. If she wanted to go hunting then go ahead!!
After all, who am I to tell her any thing that may upset her.
The house is dark and all the doors are locked. I can here footsteps pacing back and forth inside. And sometimes some faded mumbling.
She's probably upset that she didn't get a DEAR.
Maybe I should have told her, red face and all.
Some how, and I can't explain it, I feel like I'm going to lose one of my nine lives tonight.
Gotch, it's dark out here!!!!