You're right, Chuck. He's laughing his fool head off. And I can't, for the life of me, understand why.

That joke (joke?) is way too dumb to be funny. It bothers me that my husband finds it amusing. Does Roberta have any idea that you post such trash? No, she does NOT.

There you are ... sitting at your computer with a wicked grin on your face, cutting and pasting and captioning one outlandish story after another.

Roberta walks through the room: "What're you doing, Chuck?"

Your smirk vanishes and is replaced by an expression so fakely sincere she doesn't even bother listening to your response. Which is:

"I'm writing a nice letter to the editor, Roberta, about how world peace begins at home and we should all be working harder to love our neighbors and turn the other cheek and feed the poor and save the spotted owl and donate generously to the Penguin Society, and ..."

But Roberta's gone again.

Your smirk returns.

Your devilish projects continue.

How did you know all that?

Do you have my room bugged?

I bet it has something to do with being a woman and a wife...doesn't it?

Roberta is just like you with Phillip. She thinks she's got me all figured out and knows me like a book. Must be a woman/wife thing. Men don't think that way. We don't even try to figure you out.

Chuck, and trouble..One and the same....

(But Phillip, that was kinda funny..)..
Not telling Chuck that, his hat hardly fits on his head now.. :D :D :ROFL: :ROFL:

It's just as well that you don't try to figure women out, Chuck. You'd fail. Bigtime.

No, Leep, it wasn't funny. You only think it was because you're a man and men - poor things - bless their hearts - don't know any better.

:ROFL: :ROFL: :ROFL: :ROFL: :ROFL: (Phillip's watching)

You don't have to say 'Phillip's watching'.

We can always tell if you're typing in the kitchen.


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