I just passed by the other laptop that Herself uses. You know the one? The one I used to have until it broke, and I hadn’t the heart to throw it away. It’s all right for browsing the Interweb, so I let Herself have it to keep her quiet amused.
Anyway I couldn’t help but notice the web site she was in.
A fucking dating site.
She was off brewing another mug of tea so that gave me a chance to read the shite she was in the middle of writing –
“Female, 50 [HAH!!!] seeks 25 to 50 year old man. Must be prepared to do house duties in return for favours.”
I pretended I hadn’t seen it and went back to reading the paper.
“Do you think we could have one of those open marriages?” she asked coyly.
“I thought we always had one?” I replied without looking up.
That shut her up.