My Wife, The Queen of Sheba?


My wife crossed the line last night, that invisible line between civility and despotism . . . the invisible line that runs down the middle of our bed; I got up to get a drink of water, and when I came back to bed she was stretched out like the Queen of Sheba (I have no idea if this allusion makes any sense in this context) and I had to wedge myself into the oblong space she left for me-- but I took solace in the fact that it was bigger than the bed Jan made Michael Scott sleep in because of her "space issues."

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W7YjHvhcZL4


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4zBpzd2bUg

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rn-HyR_-HPk

Busey will rue the day he ever crosses paths with me!

Dave said...

the return of noltic busism. or was it busic noltism?

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