I did a spot of dusting and shifted a few cobwebs for my wife last night. Or foreplay as she likes to call it.
Question. Which is worse? A) Strapping yourself head to toe with delicious, succulent sirloin steaks and then jumping into a pen full of hungry savaging lions, wolves and crocodiles, all with drool around their mouths and an evil glint in their eyes..... Or B) delicately, and with no malice intended, just gently suggesting to your wife that she might..and only might, not definitely..might just might, stand to lose a teeny weeny bit of weight...not a lot...just a wee bit...... If you said b), can I have your steaks....you won't be needing them...
I want a fun funeral - so the invite is going to say 'Hawaiian themed'. But, I'm only going to send that invite to one guest.
