A Post About Our Sex Life
byThought I’d dispense with the awkward bit in the title.
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No Take Backs
bySpoke to my brother this morning and he had a great story to share. So now I do too!
I’ve Got Drugs, Baby!
byWe have a result!
Testing The Waters
byThe results are in: wives are way effing cunning. Tracey, you will NEVER convince me you didn’t know exactly what you were doing. It’s on, you sexy, deceitful biatch.
Dipping Our Toes Into The Water
by“Your turn,” said Tracey. I asked why. “Because I have boobs.” Check + mate.
Plus our adventures on the Great Ocean Road.
Sleeping Brucie
byI shuffled off to my doctor because I’ve been having difficulties keeping Tracey happy…
Hospital Can Change a Man
byHome is where the heart is. But not the gallbladder. Not anymore.
Can You Spot The Mole?
byAs parents, we always try to help our kids through situations they aren’t comfortable in. Although eager to help, I am notoriously bad at this.
Too Much Information
bySome may consider this post to be a little too much information so don’t click over if you’re easier offended by words like penis, pulled and finger, cause they’re all in it.
Underwhere?
by“Why’d you send a pair of your undies to daycare?” the husband of a friend of mine asked his wife this week. That’s not a great way to start the dinner conversation…
House Call
by“I’ll get it!” is a chorus which reverberates off the walls of our house whenever the phone rings. Followed, since there is only one phone, by the jostling and squabbling and calls of, “It’s MY turn!!”