“Matrimony… the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Casamiento Segundo, its until-death-do-us-part mission… to explore a strange new relationship… to seek out a new life and new adventures… to boldly go where no sane couple has gone before.”
I am looking at Señora with great affection and tenderness in my heart, and I say to her, “You are so beautiful.”
To which she replies, “You need to put your glasses on.”
“I have them on.”
“Then you need to clean them, Caballero.”
“You know I clean my glasses several times a day.”
She won’t let it go and asks me, “when was the last time you saw the ophthalmologist?”
“My prescription is recent,” I reminded her.
“Well it is dark in here,” she went on.
“No, it is not, it is mid morning and sunny outside.”
“Obviously,” she remarked, still not letting it go, “you’ve been drinking.”
“Whenever have you known me to drink in the morning.”
“Well something is off kilter.”
Then I uttered the words, “You are right! Here is a paper bag, I think you know what to do with it.”
Pray for me, the doctors tell me I will not be in here too long…
And so it goes.
hahaha
My poor husband…..
Frikin HILARIOUS!!!!!!!