ManOSafety
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My wife was having another scrapbooking party at the house, so I had gone shopping and then had a few drinks at the bar before heading home. It's 11:00, so it should be safe for me to go on home.
Driving up, I notice that there are still two or three other cars. I sigh, but go on inside. In the living room, I find my wife, two of her friends since college and the scapbooking lady, still going strong on the scrapbooking. I step into the kitchen for a class of water and hear lots of laughter coming from the living room. I also notice several empty wine bottles on the counters, apparently they'd had fun tonight.
Heading back into the living room, I look to see why they are having so much fun. Apparently, one of the girls has brought pictures from one of their other friend's bachelorette party.
Looking on the table, I see pictures of my wife, several of her friends and a male stripper in various stages of dress, or should I say undress. The ladies haven't noticed me back in the living room yet, so I step up behind my wife, kiss the back of her neck and announce, "That looks like fun..."
My wife was having another scrapbooking party at the house, so I had gone shopping and then had a few drinks at the bar before heading home. It's 11:00, so it should be safe for me to go on home.
Driving up, I notice that there are still two or three other cars. I sigh, but go on inside. In the living room, I find my wife, two of her friends since college and the scapbooking lady, still going strong on the scrapbooking. I step into the kitchen for a class of water and hear lots of laughter coming from the living room. I also notice several empty wine bottles on the counters, apparently they'd had fun tonight.
Heading back into the living room, I look to see why they are having so much fun. Apparently, one of the girls has brought pictures from one of their other friend's bachelorette party.
Looking on the table, I see pictures of my wife, several of her friends and a male stripper in various stages of dress, or should I say undress. The ladies haven't noticed me back in the living room yet, so I step up behind my wife, kiss the back of her neck and announce, "That looks like fun..."