Non Stop Chuckle Bucket With Him Around
"You just do it and I’ll divorce you!"
"Yeah, well I’ll move to the beach and you’ll have to stay here!"
"No I won’t, because I’ll marry a man that makes a lot of money and I’ll move into the bigger nicer house next to yours at the beach and keep my windows open so you can hear me and my sexy new husband having sex all the time!"
"Oh yeah? Well you go ahead and keep those windows open and you might hear me and MY new husband having sex!"
When we were having this verbal smack down I was in the kitchen doing something, not really even paying attention to the conversation, but when he said that last part, the most vivid mental image came into my head like a slap to the face. I’ll spare you the details suffice it to say that Jessie looks pretty comfortable bent over a bath tub.
