Why Men WIll Never Ask for Directions
Today, hubby came home from work early, knowing I would be home and child would not.
Needless to say, we engaged in some adult activity before he left for a long weekend fixing his boat and (hopefully) doing some fishing.
We tried a different position than the usual to get things rolling, but somehow there seemed to be a bit of fumbling.
I asked, Um, are you in the right spot?
He replied, sarcastically, Are you gonna give me directions? Maybe I should use a GPS?
I concurred, Yeah, Genital Positioning System!