Post # 1
Thought I might share this gem from my Fiance…
Fiance: Do you love me?
Me: *Sigh* yes…
Fiance: Would you still love me if I did this? *Grabs my bottom aggressively and puts on his wild eyed and crazy face with serial killer expression*
Me: Oy! Off!
Fiance: *Poking my bottom thoughtfully through my dress* Wait a sec… what is this…
Me: What’s what?
Fiance: It’s like… I’m not even assaulting you… what are you wearing? It’s like arse floss…
Me: Gerroff! It’s underwear…
Fiance: Bloody hell…. it’s practically lodged inside your colon… it’s so deep that if I followed the lacey bit at the edge, I might come out the other side…
Me: … unlike your threadbare, size too small undies?
Fiance: At least my underwear isn’t committing a sex crime.
…. ladies, if you fancy a laugh tonight, feel free… we are open all night…
Post # 3
hahahaha love this convo!!!
Post # 4
LOL…Your Fiance is awesome!
Post # 6
You’ve got a funny man on your hands there. I laughed aloud at the title of this post alone.
Post # 7
A man that is concerned about your bum and girly parts, AND had a sense of humor? Sounds like a keeper to me!
I cracked up at the part about your underwear committing a sex crime; priceless!
Post # 8
@MrsPaulsBabyBallerina: @Miss Mauverick: Thanks! He has his faults, but he’s a legend…
We met in the army, and I think it set the tone for our relationship…
One other gem from the last 24 hours is this:
Fiance: Where’s the whiskey?
Me: *Knowing full well that I drank it* Er… not sure?
FI; Didn’t you buy a bottle just a week ago?
Me: It was over three weeks ago, actually.
Fiance: *Searching* Where is it?
Me: The whiskey is like Schrodinger’s whiskey. It is inbetween states of being or not being. States of existence or non-existence.
Fiance: You drank the whiskey, didn’t you?
Me: You misunderstand the concept of Schrodinger’s whiskey. The whiskey is only fixed in a state of being or non-being whilst it is being observed. If it is not being observed, then it remains in a state in which it either may, or may not exist. It is impossible to say for sure, unless you observe the whiskey with your own eyes.
Fiance: Which I cannot do, because you drank it.