It’s 8:03AM. I already made J’s breakfast and reassumed my position in the bed. Mornings are tough for me, people. J’s in the closet, and I’m telling him about a book I just bought.
My sister’s co-worker wrote a book. It was only 99 cents s–
J pops out of the closet with full swagger.
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it)
Coppin’ it, washin’ it, ’bout to go and get some compliments
Passin’ up on those moccasins someone else’s been walkin’ in
That’s my husband, y’all.
Concert in the Hodges house, HOLLLLLAAAAAA!
Sorry that comment added nothing to your life but the pic matching the story is pretty great.
love. it. AND you are such a saint for making him breakfast every morning!! He is one lucky guy to have you!!
hahaha….. love it
hahaha….. love it
This is pure awesomeness. He seems so fun!!