Ahhh....Jimbo. The love of my life. Swept me off my feet almost 2 years ago. Our first date was wonderful. So attractive, sweet, and attentive....right up until we pulled up in to my drive way late at night. I paused when going to get out of the truck (which I had to jumped out of by the way) because he didn't move so I thought oh goodie, he might hang around. NOPE. He said he had a great time....and waited....for me to get out of the truck. Seriously???? Now up until this point I had been on several bad dates, so nothing surprised me, but come on dude, get out da vehicle and walk a chick to the door! I had no idea what a redneck wonderful life I was headed for...
Fast forward two years, as we are getting ready to go to bed, I am chatting with my love, hanging on every word, when I realize that my sexy stud of a man from "this side of the river" has just farted and picked his belly button lent simultaneously and flicked it in to my freshly vacuumed floor. Ahhh....true love.
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