Monday, January 4, 2010

Oh, I'm No One's Wife But... Pt. 2

So about me and Toothless – he’s semi-attractive but serves as more of a doorstop than anything.  I mean it’s better sitting next to him than say… a bottle of Febreeze (I just picked the first thing I saw on my shelf, in case you didn’t know).  He’s not talkative at all – in the sense that his conversation makes any sense or is interesting – and does what I tell him to do.  It doesn’t matter how “mean” I am to him – he takes it well and shuts the fuck up when I ask him to do it.

He’s not pushy and he has no issue with letting me use his wallet instead of mine – which is always a good thing.  We went to the casino the other night and instead of spending my own couple of hundred dollars, I sent him back and forth to the MAC with his card – and he gladly went.  I think it’s because he wants to touch my junk.

As I said before though, he’s married – that never works out well.  He’s not married like regular people are married.  He’s married like stupid douchebags who either can’t afford to get divorced or are holding out for a second chance are married.  They’ve been “Legally Separated” for 6 years and live 4 hours away from one another.

Apparently she’s insanely wealthy – but according to him, that’s not a reason for staying married to her.

*collective “Uh… Huh.”*

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