Jun 08, 2009 11:16
See, there are multiple reasons why Mike and I are married to each other. Our sick sense of humor is among the top ten (Number One is he lets me put my cold feet on him).
Watching Billy Mays scream about his awesome auger, Mike and I begin debating about whether the auger needs to go in his ear or his urethra first. After several minutes of back and forth, we finally come to an agreement: I can torture whomever I want, as long as I want, as long as Mike doesn't find out. Cuz once he finds the poor bugger(ee), he's gonna add to his road to Valhalla. Of course, this is not entirely to my satisfaction, as the screams are a dead giveaway.
When is Mike going away without me again?
domestic bliss