Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Stirred Not Shaken

The Stud Muffin has what I consider a disgusting habit of stirring his drinks with his finger.  It annoys him when I vocalize my disapproval.  This summer we were in the backyard enjoying a gorgeous Minnesota day.  Stud Muffin thoughtfully brought me a glass of iced tea.

Me:  "You didn't stir this with your finger did you?"


Dripping with sarcasm Stud Muffin replies: "No honey, I used my dick instead."

In perspective I suppose his finger isn't that gross after all.

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