…through this hideousness and married and made children with me nevertheless. She must’ve seen the…diamond…in…the RRRRRRROUGH!
May
21
For you, there might be a brighter star
But in my eyes
The light of you
Is all I see
(Man. I wish I had written that.)
May
21
Hers are wrecked. Both proximal and distal. Definitely distended. Possibly deviated. Probably not herniated.
Because she was swinging a pick axe to tear up our lawn. Hope the new one grows in such that her flaccid destruction was all worth it!
May
17
It’s easy for ME to know how awesome Whitney is, but it’s amazing when snot-nosed little turds recognize it.
Today — a shout out to the young’ns who helped me to love Whit today.
May
16
The story:
Saw a license plate that read G8RLOVE. It was meant to say “Greater Love.” But it didn’t. It said gator love. I showed Whit. She said I should paint “two alligators on his door ‘doing it’ … ‘gator style.'”
May
4
Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.
In-stinking-deed. Alas, such a woman have I found.
Eg vil ha deg, vil ha deg og være din.
Det fins ingen slutt, det er evig.
Eg vil ha deg, vil ha deg og være din,