My ex used to roll over and whack his manhood on the side of my thigh to let me know he was "in the mood for lovin".
So I tried whacking him in the head with a can of polish and a rag to let him know I was "in the mood for a clean car"
Wax on, Whack off!
Right?
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He also used to tell me I had no sex drive.
I drive perfectly,
I just didn't want to when he was in my car.
He sounds romantic.
ReplyDeleteBah-dun-dun...
ReplyDeleteYou really have a talent at stand up. Looks like your Rudy is rubbing off on you in more ways that one...DOH!
"Wax on, Whack off"--was your ex the Karate Kid?
ReplyDeleteThat's whacky.
ReplyDeleteOr is it whackluster?
Dr. X would lie behind me when I was on my side and try to stick it where it didn't belong. Fortunately, he was so tiny he never got a hole in one. Love your post.
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Thanks, Janie. You crack me up!
DeleteSounds like a whack job to me!
ReplyDeleteOh gosh, who could top Janie's comment. I'll just laugh then.
ReplyDeleteWait.... I think we were married to the same guy.
ReplyDeleteHilarious....
ReplyDeleteHello Stephanie! My first visit, will visit you again. Seriously, I thoroughly enjoyed your posts( really interesting blog). Would be great if you could visit also mine...Thanks for sharing! Keep up the fantastic work!
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