Apparently, it's not that she is just bored by me; she also only read half of Kara's blog. Pressing her on this she says that she's already heard all my stories so she doesn't need to rehash them by reading them (again) on my blog. But she has no clue what Kara is going to come up with next... !?
Ok, so this post is for you, my dear wife:
A man walks into a bar with a small dog under his arm and sits down at the counter, placing the dog on the stool next to him. The bartender says, "Sorry, pal. No dogs allowed." The man says, "But this is a special dog -- he talks! I'll prove it..."
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My wife doesn't read anything I write, so you're 50% better off than I am.
Which reminds me of a joke . . .
Charlie: Seems now that if I want to get my wife's attention, I write on her "wall" on FaceBook.
Haha -- I get the opposite reaction. I start to spin out one of my long-winded tales and people say, "Oh Mary, don't ruin it for me! Put it on your blog and I'll read it there!"
In writing, I am often eloquent. In speech, I am a colossal bore.
I'd feel like an utter jack-ass about this, but a lot of my friends really do read my blog. I know: I've quizzed them.
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