Quote: ...One of the guys I work with brought me a CD to listen to. I can't remember the singer, but there's a song on the album called "Food and Pussy." The lyrics are pretty simple: "Food and Pussy, that's all I need. How come? 'Cause that's the way God made me." I plan to pop this little ditty into the CD player in the van when my W goes for a pee break on our vacation. Maybe she'll get the message when it's in musical form.
Hairdog - hummin'
oh she'll get the message alright. But how thrilled will she be to learn that her husband is about as complex and interesting as a basic farm animal? Never mind, she probably has already disovered that a long time ago.
Women thrive on drama and emotion, give her some and then post the results.
