Three
years ago my wife decided to prank me mercilessly. I didn't get mad. I just
tucked the memory away for a while.
The
story will begin like most mornings. A seemingly innocuous trip to the throne.
Hmmm....
All over the seat
I'm
sure a little coffee would be in order after such a rude awakening.
What's coffee without a
nice heaping spoonful of sugar?
Yeah. Not today.
After
all that, she should just head to work…after all, I can't get her at work…well,
turns out I emptied the hole punch at my office today and brought the contents
home.
The tool that inserted my redemption.
Take it, baby.
All
loaded up. AC turned on max. Aimed accordingly.
…and
just to make sure we get a nice gust, I'll just close off the other vents.
I
love you, Honey.
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