Every night I meet my husband in the bathroom. This

07.02.2011 07:02:50
Every night I meet my husband in the bathroom. This is our meeting place is. We are there talking. Who as the day passed, what's new, just do, "how are you? So long ago had not seen"

Husband: What do you look?

Me: You make a terrible smell of powder. And her lips in chocolate. ??

- I was in the garage. Bus pasted. I needed a talc. When kleish tires needed talc. There was kakya some baby powder, I took it. Now even the most disgusting, it smells!

- A chocolate?

- I told you, I pasted, and there is a bag with skates. I'm from the rink it has not yet been analyzed. And there was chocolate, so all the old, battered. I ate it.

- Uh-huh.

- Well, I have no lover, though, or I would not have lasted a week, you would have seen through me.

- Yes, and now the fun part - you have a mistress, and with such a "fun" and nepravdapodobnoy history as if I should make sure that it's really not. And it is. Really?
And I would not have your crack. You'd poured himself.

:-).