Storky
Storky
“He and The Thighmaster are on this big health kick together, so we had to go to Veggie Heaven, which tastes even worse than its name. I don’t know if there’s a heaven, but I’m positive there aren’t any veggies in it.
The whole time I had to listen to The Thighmaster lecture about the calories in everything. Which actually was pretty impressive in a wacked way. She knew the exact calorie count of every food.
At home afterward, as I polished off the leftover spaghetti and meatballs, I told Amanda... that The Thighmaster was just like a strand of spaghetti, except skinnier and with less brains. Amanda goes, “It really bothers you, doesn’t it? Dad always bringing someone along.” “Yeah,” I said. “It bugs.” She goes, “Tell him.” I explained how I couldn’t, because his bimbo delight’s always there with her hand attached to Dad’s thigh, and it would just start a huge fight. Amanda goes, “Call him up.”
Mom didn’t say anything. She just sat at the kitchen table biting her nails and looking at the Tax Code.MoreLess
The whole time I had to listen to The Thighmaster lecture about the calories in everything. Which actually was pretty impressive in a wacked way. She knew the exact calorie count of every food.
At home afterward, as I polished off the leftover spaghetti and meatballs, I told Amanda... that The Thighmaster was just like a strand of spaghetti, except skinnier and with less brains. Amanda goes, “It really bothers you, doesn’t it? Dad always bringing someone along.” “Yeah,” I said. “It bugs.” She goes, “Tell him.” I explained how I couldn’t, because his bimbo delight’s always there with her hand attached to Dad’s thigh, and it would just start a huge fight. Amanda goes, “Call him up.”
Mom didn’t say anything. She just sat at the kitchen table biting her nails and looking at the Tax Code.MoreLess
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