Monday, 8 September 2008

Married To A Pornstar

- Hello darling.
- Hello darling.
- How's your day?
- I can barely walk.
- No? Oh, dear darling.
- (sigh) It's been non-stop cocks. All day.
- Glass of wine?
- Oh no thanks. I've been on fluids all day...
- Ah.
- What's for dinner?
- Sausages?
- I think I'll just have a bath. My arse feels like train's been through it.

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