Friday, May 6, 2011

In An Exciting Bathroom Match Triple HHH Takes On The Hefty Hipster!

Were you aware of the fact that I have my very own version of Triple HHH?
No, not the wrestler. And not the bra size. And not Homely Housewives Hideout so created because the MILP (Mother I'd Like To Put A Paper Bag Over) Club was already at max. capacity membership.
My Triple HHH stands for Hefty Hipster Husband and he's of the Mexican variety.
Anyway, yesterday a fourth H could have been added to his name.
H for HOSTILE.
As he was getting ready for work one of the lenses popped out of his glasses.
I channeled my best "Pardon me, but do you have any Grey Poupon?" accent and cooed "My, your monocle is simply smashing, dahling."
And then I told him that he looked just like a Mexican Mr. Peanut and asked for permission to call him "Senor Cacahuates" from now on.
Triple HHH then shot his middle churro at me in response.
Luckily, I had already activated my Churro Defense Force Field and felt none of the effects.
That means I can carry on unscathed to bring Triple HHH the unboundless amounts of daily happiness and mirth he's grown so accustomed to.

7 comments:

Carrot Jello

Is "triple hhh" redundant?

Carrot Jello

You should bite his middle churro off next time.

Carrot Jello

Hey, maybe I should start over again. Then you can leave me my first comment.
I'm thinking something about an enchilada.

ELASTICWAISTBANDLADY

So? I like redundancy.
So? I like redundancy.
So? I like redundancy.
So? I like redundancy.
So? I like redundancy.
So? I like redundancy.
So? I like redundancy.
So? I like redundancy.

ELASTICWAISTBANDLADY

Maybe I should.
What's that saying about "a churro a day helps keep something something or other away?"

ELASTICWAISTBANDLADY

I'll always be your first, Carrot. ;)

Carrot Jello

True dat.

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