This Is This

I love my wife madly. I am the luckiest guy in the world. I bore her, she bore two children, she bears me, I bare my soul and yet I must have some untapped potential that she can still see when all else doubt me on my own advice.

But when I find things like this hanging in my wardrobe, everything is tested:

Exhibit A

There are certain things, OK? Like finding my clothes hanging on a doily with wings. That’s all I’m saying. I can be pushed. Next time this happens, I am leaving the seat up for a week.
Note to self: Do some ironing once in a while.

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