I'm in a kettle of hot water over the last post about loving fi'zi:k. If you check the comments of that post, you'll see that there is one that begs for a bit of clarification as to where my affecctions lie.
So, in hopes of regaining a spot in my own bed this evening, let me set the record straight; I love my wife. I love her even more than a great Italian saddle with titanium rails and a super comfy t-shirt. I really dig the saddle and the shirt, but I can't think of anything or anyone I love more than my wife.
There.
Now, honey, can I sleep in the bedroom tonight and not on the couch or in my car?
Tim
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3 comments:
hmmm...i think masiwife should ask for 5 poems professing your love for her, before she lets in the bedroom... just a thought, other than that, real smooth masiguy
- masibestfriend
...dark chocolate. Always works.
She can try whatever she's got. Then fizik give you the same saddle with carbon rails and your world just falls apart.
I got a bigger car so I can sleep in it better.
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