Monday, August 16, 2010
It's 7:47am. Do you know where my husband is?
So, I'm driving to work in the morning, and what do I see on the car in front of me? A vanity plate reading JDOGMKE. And I start to think, what if Mister Jeff is living a secret life? Not that secret, since his identity is being broadcast on his license plate, but still. A separate life if not a secret life. So I tried to get closer to the car to see the driver, and I could tell that the driver did not have a 'fro, so it couldn't be Jeff. But then I thought what if it was his second/secret wife? So I tried to get closer again. Until I was like, I don't want to see that chubi! And what if she's the first wife. And I'm the secret one? While I was pondering that, I lost track of the car. It's probably better that way.
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Not that this is you, obviously, but I just visited with a friend this weekend who dated a guy for 2 years...and he was married the ENTIRE TIME.
WTF is wrong with someone to lie about that the whole time?
Anyway, I like your anecdote because I feel like I was sitting in the car with you.
Miss you!
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