Working on my bad points doesn’t take too long but that’s only because I only have the one bad point and that’s my love of playing April Fools’ Day jokes. If you’re thinking of playing this particular prank, it will cost you many pairs of shoes to get back in the good books and maybe even a marriage proposal or two but if you have the balls for it, then go for it but you didn’t learn it from me:
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8 thoughts on “If you’re looking for me, I’ll be in the doghouse for the next few years.”
I hope, for your sake, that you can get time off for good behavior.
Well I kinda knew this was going to happen so I stocked the doghouse with beer. Of course Thirsty Dave found out about it, came to visit and refuses to leave but sure the beer can only last so long.
Yikes! My husband would not be sent to the doghouse…he would be sent to Russia. And be forced to live with Big Bertha. Forever.
Russia has a lot of things going for it but let’s hope it doesn’t get the Olympic Games again.
I daresay Bill Y, maybe you could get out of the doghouse and tell Jill Y and womenkind everywhere that you meant it as irony and you truly believe women are better people than any man or beast. That might pave the way for some discourse and get you bailed out.
I don’t know Don Don’s, you have me thinking and that’s no mean feat at all, at all. If the good folk need to be told that I was going for irony, then my genius has failed for the first time and I doubt very much if I will admit to that. I’m a simple man, as all men are and I can exist in this doghouse for quite a long time. It’s not the first time I’ve been here and I know it won’t be the last. Jill Y knows my countless faults and despite them, she can tolerate me. For this alone, she deserves a sainthood or a copy of Playgirl, if such a thing exists. If you do ever find yourself aroma these parts, I think you’ll like her and I think she’ll like you. That is all.
Yeah, I’m not that brave.
I don’t think I am either. It’s all fun and games in my massively confused head but when I leave this world for a much better one, my imaginary son will look back on this and he might get the wrong idea about his real dad.
I hope, for your sake, that you can get time off for good behavior.
Well I kinda knew this was going to happen so I stocked the doghouse with beer. Of course Thirsty Dave found out about it, came to visit and refuses to leave but sure the beer can only last so long.
Yikes! My husband would not be sent to the doghouse…he would be sent to Russia. And be forced to live with Big Bertha. Forever.
Russia has a lot of things going for it but let’s hope it doesn’t get the Olympic Games again.
I daresay Bill Y, maybe you could get out of the doghouse and tell Jill Y and womenkind everywhere that you meant it as irony and you truly believe women are better people than any man or beast. That might pave the way for some discourse and get you bailed out.
I don’t know Don Don’s, you have me thinking and that’s no mean feat at all, at all. If the good folk need to be told that I was going for irony, then my genius has failed for the first time and I doubt very much if I will admit to that. I’m a simple man, as all men are and I can exist in this doghouse for quite a long time. It’s not the first time I’ve been here and I know it won’t be the last. Jill Y knows my countless faults and despite them, she can tolerate me. For this alone, she deserves a sainthood or a copy of Playgirl, if such a thing exists. If you do ever find yourself aroma these parts, I think you’ll like her and I think she’ll like you. That is all.
Yeah, I’m not that brave.
I don’t think I am either. It’s all fun and games in my massively confused head but when I leave this world for a much better one, my imaginary son will look back on this and he might get the wrong idea about his real dad.