“He came in after midnight last night again, reeking of whisky and perfume,” Lydia sighed dejectedly.
Christina poured her some tea. “I don’t know how you put up with him. I’d never allow it.”
“Yeah well, not everyone’s got a perfect marriage like you,” Lydia retorted as she sipped from Dimitri’s World’s Best Husband mug.
“My Dimitri certainly is well trained,” gloated Christina. “Everyday he’s straight home, in the door by 5:15,” she declared smugly.
Christina’s Dimitri was a clever man.
He always made sure to visit brothels on his lunch break, so he was never ever late home.
Christina poured her some tea. “I don’t know how you put up with him. I’d never allow it.”
“Yeah well, not everyone’s got a perfect marriage like you,” Lydia retorted as she sipped from Dimitri’s World’s Best Husband mug.
“My Dimitri certainly is well trained,” gloated Christina. “Everyday he’s straight home, in the door by 5:15,” she declared smugly.
Christina’s Dimitri was a clever man.
He always made sure to visit brothels on his lunch break, so he was never ever late home.
