I can't believe Elmo had the nerve to look straight at me when I caught him and Chuck canoodling on the couch. Spooning! In front of the kids.
Touche, Chuck. We're even.
P.S. Don't you just love the word canoodling?
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Showing posts with label Spoon-me-Elmo. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
When husbands stray
I can't believe Elmo had the nerve to look straight at me when I caught him and Chuck canoodling on the couch. Spooning! In front of the kids.
Touche, Chuck. We're even.
P.S. Don't you just love the word canoodling?
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