Text From Wife . . . .
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From: Westminster, MD
Text From Wife . . . .
I am sitting here at work, minding my own Government employee business, when all of a sudden I receive a text from my wife, which said, "Package on porch. BIG! . . . ." I proceeded to laugh aloud as I can only imagine what she thinks it to be. I know the package to mean it must be my Fast Intentions exhaust. Although, I replied, “Just something to make my car more efficient.” She responds, “Oh-boy, yet another thing for your car.” My response, “How about I take you out to dinner?” She has yet to respond. HAHAHAHAHA!
I am sitting here at work, minding my own Government employee business, when all of a sudden I receive a text from my wife, which said, "Package on porch. BIG! . . . ." I proceeded to laugh aloud as I can only imagine what she thinks it to be. I know the package to mean it must be my Fast Intentions exhaust. Although, I replied, “Just something to make my car more efficient.” She responds, “Oh-boy, yet another thing for your car.” My response, “How about I take you out to dinner?” She has yet to respond. HAHAHAHAHA! 

Joined: Jul 2005
Posts: 1,572
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From: Westminster, MD
I am sitting here at work, minding my own Government employee business, when all of a sudden I receive a text from my wife, which said, "Package on porch. BIG! . . . ." I proceeded to laugh aloud as I can only imagine what she thinks it to be. I know the package to mean it must be my Fast Intentions exhaust. Although, I replied, “Just something to make my car more efficient.” She responds, “Oh-boy, yet another thing for your car.” My response, “How about I take you out to dinner?” She has yet to respond. HAHAHAHAHA! 

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nice, i know hat you mean. its a bitter sweet - happy cause your mod just arrived (cant explain the feeling) but then kinda wanting to stay at work cause you know your gona get a ear full when you get home.
I am sitting here at work, minding my own Government employee business, when all of a sudden I receive a text from my wife, which said, "Package on porch. BIG! . . . ." I proceeded to laugh aloud as I can only imagine what she thinks it to be. I know the package to mean it must be my Fast Intentions exhaust. Although, I replied, “Just something to make my car more efficient.” She responds, “Oh-boy, yet another thing for your car.” My response, “How about I take you out to dinner?” She has yet to respond. HAHAHAHAHA! 




