I love my man
He is so naive
I know how to impress him
I’ve done it last eve
When I win he shines
When I win he nods
I have but one talent
It is to beat the odds
I know how to do this
I understand this machine
Put enough coins in it
Eventually it will sing
I have my own bank account
Does not matter how much I spend
Huge amounts are for big gamblers
I’m the mother of all winners
There goes a twenty
There goes another
If I keep inserting money
Jackpot will hit eventually
Just one more dollar
To keep the lights flashing
Keep the wheels spinning
They will stop in my favor
(Two hours later)
“Oh my god, I got it!
Two hundred and something
Honey, come and see this!
I won the bonus thing!”
– How much did you put in?
“Oh, only three tokens”
– Wow, you’re so lucky!
“How can you not love me…”
I’m a lucky man. The neighbor envies me. I see it in his eyes. He wants her. He wants my wife. Because she’s absolutely fabulous.
My best friend is not my wife. My best friend is the dictionary. So, come here pal, I need you! Open up. Please show me. I want to see the word Fabulous. I need to know who I’m married to.
- Of or relating to fable, myth or legend.
- Characteristic of fables; marvelous, extraordinary, incredible.
- Fictional or not believable; made up.
- Known for telling fables or falsehoods; unreliable.
- Very good; outstanding, wonderful.
- Gay or pertaining to gay people.
- Camp, effeminate.
- Fashionable, glamorous
Yep, she’s all of these things, except number 6. She keeps saying that she’s not gay, that she loves men. But then she’s always hanging out with her fabulous female friends. And she treats me like crap.
Number 5 contradicts numbers 3 and 4. How can an unbelievable, fake and unreliable person be good? She appears wonderful, that’s for sure.
Everyone loves her. Well that’s what she tells me. So it must be true. *wink*
I wonder how long she can keep up this show?
Speaking of which… there used to be a television sitcom by this title. I think this is where the photo comes from. I don’t know, I just used Google Images and typed the word fabulous and this one came up. I thought it looked a lot like my wife.
Being absolutely fabulous is not such a bad thing. It’s better than being an asshole who posts degrading comments about his wife on WordPress.
But I use my blog to make myself feel better. And for some reason, I feel better now that I have expressed myself. Isn’t blogging absolutely fabulous?