Judy’s luggage didn’t get to N. Carolina with her last week. Then it didn’t get home with her last night.. She asked me if she could use my deodorant this morning, and I handed her my Old Spice… Now she smells like the man she wants her man to smell like…
Jewels like this remind me of how I have the mind of a small child……it sits in a jar on my desk. But seriously, I find this very amusing.