SO…….This is a conversation I just had with my hubby minutes ago.
**RING, RING**
Lorre: Hello.
Cowboy: (panting) Hey.
Lorre: Are you riding your bike right now?
Cowboy: Yeah. I just made it up “blah, blah” Hill.
Lorre: Is that hard?
Cowboy: Yeah. It’s right at “blah blah location”.
Lorre: Well…..(interrupted)
Cowboy: Gotta go. (hangs ups)
AND…..This is a conversation that is typical any other day.
**RING, RING**
Cowboy: Hello.
Lorre: (panting) Hey.
Cowboy: What’s wrong with you? Are you having sex?
Lorre: Yeah. I’m having sex while I’m taking care of the baby, washing dishes, doing laundry….(interrupted)
Cowboy: I’m just trying to be funny. Put the baby down and take a nap.
Lorre: A nap? Does that mean your gonna help when you get home?
Cowboy: I can’t talk right now. I’m working.
Lorre: Your working? I…..(hang up)
At least there is consistency with the beginning and end of each call.



I think I’d lose it if someone kept hanging up on me like that.
In his defense….he said he had to go. I just kept talking.
NOTE: I managed to avoid conversations where I may have been the handy hanger-upper.
Lying by omission, huh?
BUT…..My reasons are always valid.
Next time he calls you should have a porn movie playing in the background. Bet he comes home real fast.
He may just tell me to have fun and take some pics.
Just Kidding. He would want video.
Too funny, Lorre. Next time he calls, pant harder and whisper “It’s my hub” loudly and then say out loud “I’m doin’ laundry! “. That ought to do it. “:)
That’s a good one.
At least your life ins’t boring….
Yours are better than mine!
Wind whooshing in background….
“I am on my way home”
“okay”
“Is dinner ready?”
“No but it will be, which golf course are you at?”
“I will be there in XX minutes.”
“okay”
Click
Ha, ha…..
Isn’t it grand.
For two people not having sex all the time, y’all pant an awful lot…
We have to break to eat, sleep and take care of the kids….but we are so tired…we pant during the downtime.
I bet you’re not work are you? MEN!!! lol!
Gotta love em…..or not. In my case…gotta..