So this morning I'm pulling out of my driveway when I spot my wife and her buddy walking up the street (they walk a mile or two every morning)
I roll down my window to talk with them....here is how the conversation went:
ME: "Hey....out for a walk? Why don't you two run?"
WIFEY: "Why don't you run?"
ME: "I don't need to."
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Wait, did you inadvertantly tell Wifey that she needs to run? Brave.
It's easy to be brave when you're in a car and the wife is on foot.
NoOprah's a pansy, pass it on...
NoOprah drinks wine coolers. Pass it on...
IANO paints his toenails, pass it on...
and wears pink on Tuesdays!
Wine coolers, huh. Well I'm just glad he's moved on from those pink, frothy drinks he used to like. You remember, don't you; the ones with the umbrellas?
It was so very embarrassing.
i thought he wore pink on thursdays?
NoOprah's a skirt wearing poodle walker.
i think he's adorable no matter how many wine coolers he drinks after getting home from walking his poodles in his perfectly fabulous pink outfits. i can't help myself!
You stop picking on my very close friend NoOprah, or I'm going to have to come down there and crush all your cucumber plants.
Bigbubba Browning from de nort' countree:
Nah, yer a pansy too...I can tell.
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