About winning the wifey super-lotto:

Lets face it: If I got what I deserved, IÂ’d be married to a crack whore with no teeth and bad odors emanating from every orifice, who takes potshots at me every once in a while with my own guns, and regularly stabs me in my sleep.

Instead I managed, like Kim, to attract a woman who is an absolute doll; a woman who still gives me serious wood to see her naked, a good mother and wife, a joy to go to sleep next to, and wake up next to.

And I pray every night that she never comes to her senses.

Amen, brother. Thank God for senseless women who don't know any better than to marry beneath them.

Posted by: Harvey at 02:45 PM | Comments (4) | Add Comment
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