Weird Male Quotation
So, there I was at lunch with Jim #3 at an Indian restaurant. A male specimen of crotchfruit was running around the tables wearing a t-shirt and pamper. A rather saggy pamper if I may politely add. He was banging on a locked door in an attempt to open it, then picked up a fork from an unoccupied table and brought it back to his mother. Jim #3 seemed amused; I was a bit horrified. He then said:
“I think I’m ready for kids. It would be fun and I would be good at it. But I’m not ready for a wife.”
That’s all for today folks. Fluffy out.