Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Amy is a fighter. She cuts like Cassius Clay.

Recently an acquaintance expressed concern that my favorite stories about my wife involve her inflicting physical or emotional harm on me.

I'm concerned that he has no abusive stories about his gal. Because the playground never goes away. If she hits you, it means she likes you, right? Right? No? Oh. Ruh Roh.

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