By Flattish Poe
I’m excited that the baseball season is in full swing. My husband was so bored in the offseason, I had to fake a bladder infection just to get some sleep.
Okay, maybe "logic" is too strong a term.
My husband says if my brain was stored in my boobs, I could name them .
In honor of the royal wedding, I'm looking for a body part to name “The Duchess.”
And with that image in mind, he wonders why he’s scoreless.
Did I mention I applied for the ? When I wasn’t considered, I made my husband review my application to see what I did wrong. He said I should be happy I wasn’t arrested. Apparently it’s inappropriate to request a live video feed of the men’s locker room as a contingency of employment.