For today I was supposed to commit the features of my most cherished love one to memory. Since Jessica Alba is a face you can't forget, I decided I would make sure my wife's features were locked into memory. Here is a graphic representation of her best features. Ironically, she left town today so I wasn't even able to really see her this morning before she departed.
First of note are her eyes. They are the color of poop and even though they aren't as pretty as mine, they are still nice to look into.
She also has nice teeth which were formed by years of metal and rubber bands pushing them to look like that. She even has a permanent retainer. It makes her smile work well with her mouth.
Her boobs are...wait. Stop looking at my wife's boobs!!! Those are mine, er I mean hers and you shouldn't be looking at them even though that shirt does push them out nicely. I must say I enjoy them immensely.
She also has a nice butt so I look at that but didn't get a chance to single it out in a picture.
That is all,
Newt
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
TBWCYL Day 322 - What a set of headlamps
Posted by Trinity at 3:48 PM
Labels: Life Changing Adventures, Sex
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9 Ripples in the pond:
Your poor wife, getting scribbled on like some football broadcast. And the only exclamation mark was for boobs - how very male of you.
Erin:
In his (and my) defense, I made a conscious effort to ignore boobs for an extended period. As it turns out, even though it's possible it does nothing to reduce the accusations. It's cliche to be boob-centric but there's no real reward for not looking.
So here's to Trinity's lovely wife's boobs, here's to my wife's and here's to yours.
Salute!
Ahhh, what the hell, here's to boobs! There's a reason V-necks exist, right?
Tony, I love the defense of boob watching and the fact that Erin was turned so quickly on her position of it.
Aw, how... sweet?
Although perhaps chocolate or coffee would make a better eye-color comparison than poop.
No, poop is the right color. Her eyes change color a bit depending on temperature, similar to poop and what you eat. See how clear the comparison is.
I think I laughed more at the fact that you validated the reason behind likening your wife's eyes to the color of poop in your comment back to Soda than I did at your post. And that's saying something because your posts generally make me smile/laugh.
Do her eyes have inexplicable corn in them?
Your move.
; )
Only when the sun bounces off of them to create kernels of light.
Now her teeth are a different story.
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