A very long time ago, Sarah, of Trying to Grok, sent me the following in an email... First, I want her to know that I kept it, and Second that I happened to come across it tonight of all nights and it has really helped me to cut short my current Vay-Kay in the abysmal depths of the Marianas Trench... THANK YOU (be back tomorrow after I get some sleep)
Someone recently sent me a card that read...
On the outside: Hang in there...sometimes life hands you lemons, but then you can make lemonade.
On the inside: Of course, sometimes life pulls down your pants, runs a power sander across your naked butt, then pours lemon juice on your raw, abraded buttocks. In that case, a cool citrus drink wouldn't really help it, but darn it...you've got to hang in there anyway!
I thought it was cute, and that you'd appreciate it :)
Third, did anyone notice that there are SEVEN synonyms for Gluteus Maximus in this post? [Because this description of a tush, by the way, just HAD to have been thought up by a guy! Gluteus Maximus my *ss! My rump is NOT at Maximus and describing your wife's backside as such will almost certainly earn you a night (if you are lucky) sleeping on the couch.] Note to self: SEE, you CAN still be a smart alec at these depths...