Knowing how relationship challenged many of you on here am, I am offering the following post Halloween party advice. When wifey walks into kitchen with steely eyes, set in grim determination on coffee pot, wrapped in heavy winter robe which accents curves. Hair in total disarray mascara all a mess and perhaps a bit hung over. Whatever you are thinking to say just don’t. And I know beyond all reasonable doubt you do not say, and I quote “man I’d still hit that” The ensuing conversation in our kitchen was filled with adjectives and several references to both my intelligence and lineage. Your welcome guys, Rainy not sure what your equivalent would be? Heck might be the same!
