The Fur Files - Fat Wife, No Kids, This Guy's No Joltin' Joe - Page 2
I’m sure you are a lovely and loving person, Sweet. So be strong. Be confident. Do what you have to do, which means, cut all ties with this dolt and get on with your life. Don’t settle. Do I make myself clear? DO NOT SETTLE!
My wife and I had twin baby boys about six months ago. Before her pregnancy, she was slim and sexy, the hottest thing on the block. Now she is a bit thick for my liking – more Rosie O’Donnell than Scarlett Johansson. Sometimes I hint that she should try harder to lose the weight by saying things like, “When is my cute little chubby bear going to lose this muffin top?” or “Baby, these love handles are getting a bit hard to hold onto.” For some reason, these comments make her really angry. Why is she so sensitive?
Don’t Like My Pudgy Wife
:( Let me sing a little song for you.
All around the mulberry bush,
The monkey chased the weasel;
The monkey thought t’was all in fun,
Pop! goes the weasel.
All I can say is, watch your back.
I know we should have discussed this BEFORE we got married but we didn’t, and now the question has come up, causing an undo amount of tension between my husband and I. See, he wants to have kids and I don’t – no ifs, ands or buts about it. What should we do?
Content to be Childless
Once upon a time, there were two sailors who were the best of friends. They both had dreams of sailing the world. The first shellback – a Mr. Sam “Salty” McGee – wanted desperately to explore the North by traversing the Russian Arctic Coast from the Atlantic Ocean to the Pacific.
Conversely, his buddy and confidant, Harold “Wiggy” Bennett, was determined to conquer the Clipper Route, traveling from England to Australia by way of the treacherous waters around Cape Horn.
Though the decision was heart wrenching for them both, in the end, they decided to take two separate boats.
Bon voyage, Content.