“Cool breeeeze… white saaand… warm hands allllll over me… girls… young girls… hot girls… mamma mia!!! This is paradise!!!”
His masseuse whispers, “Get up!..... Get up!............. GET UP!!!”
He jumps up, and realizes he’s in bed. His wife hovers over him. “You need to GET UP! The garbage needs dumping, the kids are late for school, the bills need paying…”
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
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Okay, I posted the last one (for now) over at my site.
Give thanks for this. It really tested me.
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