so, yesterday me and my soon to be wife both had off work for mlk day. we decided to go register for the wedding shower, and before we even left i knew it would suck, so i said you owe me. approximately 6 hours later we get home. im tired, im hungry, and im miserable. anyway, im layin on the couch and she comes and lays down with me. she's tryin to get me in the mood to bang.....wasnt happenin. once she got the clue she asks what do you want......after thinkin for a minute i say a brownie sundae. she's like what is that? im like a fuckin brownie sundae. again, what that f is that? being dead serious..........oh, do you want to shit on my face, or is that where i eat your asshole.............i dont know where you go to eat i said, but i was talking about a funckin brownie sundae from Handle's down the road. 
