41 weeks pregnant and nothing to show for it but thousands of cookies and a weeded garden. HARUMPH.
The other day, I was sitting in the lunch room at work staring out at the harbour, when my gaze was distracted by a man who had pulled into a parking space on the roof of the parking building across the street from us. He got out of his car, pulled his pants off, tried on a new pair of shorts and checked out his arse in his car window reflection! Obviously it wasn't quite the effect he was going for, because he whipped them off again and tried another pair - 4 different times! And he had tighty whities on.
Finally he found the perfect butt-hugging pair of shorts for the occasion, and happily jogged off! Man, you don't get to see a lot of Man-Butt in your working day. I feel very lucky.
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