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reason number 5002 why i love my husband

by Jen at 12:37 pm on 7.04.2006 | 1 Comment
filed under: now *that's* love

upon hearing me bitch about being bored for the umpteenth time, grabs my bandanna, puts it between his legs and pretends to floss/do a fan dance striptease (in his little b-boy outfit of baggy jeans and baseball cap) just to make me laugh.

also sings “the fishie dishie song”* on command, or whenever the marks and sparks advert comes on.


*
Dance to thy Daddy,
sing to thy Mammy,
dance to thy Daddy,
to thy Mammy sing.

Thou shalt have a fishy
on a little dishy,
Thou shalt have a fishy
when the boat comes in.

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    Comment by Nicole

    7.04.2006 @ 13:19 pm

    OMG that’s adorible.

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