We're married Peg, we can't be friends
A fat woman sloshed into the shoe store today, said she was retaining water, I said not to worry about it. The dam of cellulite holding it back should keep us all high and dry for the next few years
Oh, Lord, if I ever meant anything to you, please let me fall asleep before she thinks of sex
It's bad enough that I know we're married, do we have to let the whole world know?
