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| I have ADD. It became clear to me the other day when I was washing the dishes. I got about half way done with the dishes and reached for the dish towel, but it wasn't there. | |
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| I realized it was in the clean laundry basket, so I went into the bedroom, and I found the dish towel, but I also thought since I was thre I'd better just put the laundry away. | |
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| So i put away my socks and underwear, then I find some of my wife's thongs, and I figure I better try one on, because she's not home, and I've always been curious. | |
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| So I put it on, and it's not too uncomfortable in the back, but my balls are hanging out in the front like this giant moose nuckle, but I figure I better check it out in the mirror anyway. | |
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| So I go into the bathroom and check it out in the mirror and it looks really bad, so I take it off, then I'm just standing there in nothing but a tshirt, so I do the floppy-dick dance. | |
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| I swing it up and down, side to side, up and down again, then it starts to hurt, so I stop, then I start going througgh the medicine cabinet, and how many kinds of aspirin do we need? | |
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