Balls
Have I mentioned that H3.2 is my roommate? Not like we live in a room together. Like, he rented a room from me. One thing led to another, and now he's H3.2. I've told stories about how sweet he is and how talented he is...like LOOK at my blog!! However, I've never related a story about his sense of humor.
Yesterday I got home from work before H3.2 did, so I stripped the sheets off of his bed and washed them. Just to be sweet. He came home while I was blogging (what are the odds of that?!) and went upstairs to change. I was so engrossed in my post that I didn't even notice what he was doing until I felt him standing on the couch behind me. Then I got lost into my post again (big surprise) until I felt something on my head.
Sam: What the fuck are you doing? Are you resting your balls on my head?
H3.2: (snickers) Yes. (balls still on my head)
Sam: Why are your balls on my head?
H3.2: Why not?
Oh my God! I get up and realize that he is putting his boxers onto his hot body. He had his bare sack on my head.
Sam: You go upstairs, realize that I stripped your bed and washed your sheets, and you don't even thank me. You set your balls on my head. WTF?
H3.2: That was my way of saying "Thank You". And I was going to put them on your shoulder but the height wasn't right.
That's my man. Don't you love a guy that says "Thank you" by putting his nuts on your head? He's a keeper.
Yesterday I got home from work before H3.2 did, so I stripped the sheets off of his bed and washed them. Just to be sweet. He came home while I was blogging (what are the odds of that?!) and went upstairs to change. I was so engrossed in my post that I didn't even notice what he was doing until I felt him standing on the couch behind me. Then I got lost into my post again (big surprise) until I felt something on my head.
Sam: What the fuck are you doing? Are you resting your balls on my head?
H3.2: (snickers) Yes. (balls still on my head)
Sam: Why are your balls on my head?
H3.2: Why not?
Oh my God! I get up and realize that he is putting his boxers onto his hot body. He had his bare sack on my head.
Sam: You go upstairs, realize that I stripped your bed and washed your sheets, and you don't even thank me. You set your balls on my head. WTF?
H3.2: That was my way of saying "Thank You". And I was going to put them on your shoulder but the height wasn't right.
That's my man. Don't you love a guy that says "Thank you" by putting his nuts on your head? He's a keeper.
posted by Sam at
4:02 PM
10 Comments:
That's beautiful. My husband says he likes me by displaying his "pin wheel" talent. That's true love.
You know a man cares when he communicates to you through his flacid wee wee. You are one lucky lucky girl.
Anna- *grins* Thanks. I feel honored to have his sack on my head. I've never seen the pinwheel trick. Sounds like fun!
Hmm. Never had balls on my head (for very long), but my mom licked my hand in church once. Does that count as a twisted show of love?
*tear*
I can't even comment properly because his sensitive show of emotion and gratitude has rendered me speechless.
You are so lucky. *sob*
he is special...you have to give him that...lol...
peace...
http://kiwistrawberrylover.blogspot.com
H3.2 is my hero.
Andi- She licked your hand in church? Yeah, that's weird. She's my kinda mom!
Redneck- I know. I've found the sweetest man alive. Did I mention that he hadn't showered since the morning when he did this? Ew.
Monkey- He's my bestest most twisted most favoritest in the whole wide world.
Anon- He should be a poster child for the perfect man.
then thats all that matters...
:)
peace...
That, my friend, is purely horrifying.
Stacie - Spitting in a Wishing Well
How nifty.
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