let off a little stream.
It started when my wife’s mother came to visit us for the first time and I offered to drive to the airport. I thought I was being nice but apparently now I have two women who think my driving sucks. I’m DawgHoused!
It started when my girlfriend accused me of being a bad driver so I let her drive instead. Five minutes later she rear-ended someone. I probably shouldn't have laughed my ass off. I’m DawgHoused!
It started when I needed to get eggs from the grocery store. Three trips later I finally brought home the correct eggs and a little attitude. I'm Dawghoused.
It started when my ex-wife told me she can’t watch our son this weekend because she needs “some space.” Space from what! Your responsibilities as a parent!? I’m DawgHoused!
It started when my new girlfriend asked me when was the last time I’d been checked for STDs and I told her that I’ve never been tested. That was the wrong answer. I’m DawgHoused!
It started when my ex-wife told me she can’t watch our son this weekend because she needs “some space.” Space from what! Your responsibilities as a parent!? I’m DawgHoused!
It started when I sent a sexy text message to my girlfriend while she was at work. Unfortunately, my mother’s name starts with the same letter and I sent it to her. I’m DawgHoused!
It started when I was yelled at for wasting air conditioning on an empty house. Fair enough, no air conditioning. Well, lets just say the house wasn’t the only thing that got over-heated when it got hot outside. I’m DawgHoused!
It started when my girlfriend informed me that you should dry off in the shower and not in the middle of the bathroom. Apparently the way I’ve been doing it all these years has been wrong. I’m DawgHoused!
