After all these years, my wife still thinks I'm sexy. Every time I walk past, she mumbles "What an a**"
After all these years, my wife still thinks I'm sexy. Every time I walk past, she mumbles "What an a**"
After all these years, my wife still thinks I'm sexy. Every time I walk past, she mumbles "What an a**"



If they put your brain in a thimble, it would rattle like a BB in a boxcar.