Yeah, well, Mark will kill me, be embarrassed and get over it, but this one is too funny not to share. Now, don't get me wrong, I am more than happy to embarrass myself and my family or friends, anonymously of course, anytime. I love Mark to death, but this one just cracked me up.
So, my huband is a super clean kind of dude. I'm talking borderline extreme metrosexual. I can go a day or two without a shower where as he can't stand to even sit on the couch in the morning without one almost. He has a great little routine: Shit, Shower, Shave, with a few face manicures, deoderant rubs, tooth flossing and brushing, toe cleaning, a little pomade rubbing, and cologne spraying. I don't think I have met a more clean person hygienically, in my life. He will occasionally take three showers a day. This drives me crazy because I don't see the sense in it. It's not as if he just went and rolled in around in a pile of dog poo. He does, however, not care very much about his boxers. He will wear them until the crotch pretty much falls out. I tend to wash those and use them as dust rags. Notice I didn't say sanitize wash, that's how super clean he is.
So, last night when I got home, he came running out of the bathroom, in just his boxers, to give me a welcome home hug. He pressed me up against the wall and loved and kissed me, asking if I had a good day. Then he started talking about going to work out and how his day went. He released his love grip on me and started to walk back to the bathroom. That's when I noticed what looked like a piece of fabric from his boxers hanging from his crotch. I'm thinking "My goodness, why doesn't he just go get some without a hole . . . umm . . wait a second." As I look closer I burst out laughing. He's all "What's going on? What's so funny?" I pinned him down on the bed, still laughing my ass off and confirm my realization. It was toilet paper! He still had toilet paper in his undies, stuck in a butt cheek. Totally embarrassing I know, but too hilarious. He then tried to make excuses for himself. "I was in a hurry at work and just pulled my pants up really quick and . . . um . . . um. . . yeah." He's laughing this whole time too, but it was classic. This is a rare moment in the clean like of Mark, to find a long piece of toilet paper hanging out of his boxers and still clinging to his toosh.
I then decided to make up for my ridicule five minutes later, wink wink. Hopefully he will remember that after he reads this. I'm sure it was worth it.
So, my huband is a super clean kind of dude. I'm talking borderline extreme metrosexual. I can go a day or two without a shower where as he can't stand to even sit on the couch in the morning without one almost. He has a great little routine: Shit, Shower, Shave, with a few face manicures, deoderant rubs, tooth flossing and brushing, toe cleaning, a little pomade rubbing, and cologne spraying. I don't think I have met a more clean person hygienically, in my life. He will occasionally take three showers a day. This drives me crazy because I don't see the sense in it. It's not as if he just went and rolled in around in a pile of dog poo. He does, however, not care very much about his boxers. He will wear them until the crotch pretty much falls out. I tend to wash those and use them as dust rags. Notice I didn't say sanitize wash, that's how super clean he is.
So, last night when I got home, he came running out of the bathroom, in just his boxers, to give me a welcome home hug. He pressed me up against the wall and loved and kissed me, asking if I had a good day. Then he started talking about going to work out and how his day went. He released his love grip on me and started to walk back to the bathroom. That's when I noticed what looked like a piece of fabric from his boxers hanging from his crotch. I'm thinking "My goodness, why doesn't he just go get some without a hole . . . umm . . wait a second." As I look closer I burst out laughing. He's all "What's going on? What's so funny?" I pinned him down on the bed, still laughing my ass off and confirm my realization. It was toilet paper! He still had toilet paper in his undies, stuck in a butt cheek. Totally embarrassing I know, but too hilarious. He then tried to make excuses for himself. "I was in a hurry at work and just pulled my pants up really quick and . . . um . . . um. . . yeah." He's laughing this whole time too, but it was classic. This is a rare moment in the clean like of Mark, to find a long piece of toilet paper hanging out of his boxers and still clinging to his toosh.
I then decided to make up for my ridicule five minutes later, wink wink. Hopefully he will remember that after he reads this. I'm sure it was worth it.
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