Husby says i shouldn’t go around telling people my new obsession because it doesn’t sound right. I told Husby he should really look in the mirror and work on his burps because they sound like a pterodactyl’s mating call and THAT doesn’t sound right. Then Husby was like “how do you know what a pterodactyl’s mating call sounds like?” and i was all “because i’m 20 months older than you which means i know more stuffs…..duh.”
Captain obvious that Husby is.
Meet my obsession;
I. Love. Him.
Husby also says i shouldn’t tell people that i love a donkey. That’s usually when i tell him people won’t care because they already know i’m married to a Jackass, so my love for a donkey is only to be expected.
Husby tends to stop telling me what i shouldn’t do at that point.