Baby Bumpy
Baby Bumpy
She called him her baby bumpy yesterday.
We reveled in her baby bump, arriving in full bloom in May.
“But I’m exhausted and achy, she said in dismay.
I replied, “Of course you are. You grew Baby Bumpy a kidney today!”
Complaining
Wife: Who knew that the hardest part of being a woman is
figuring out what to cook for dinner every single night
for the rest of my life until I die?
Husband: Stop complaining. At least you don’t have to hunt for your food.
Furnado
Brunette: I’m trying not to be snarky, but I feel like I’m in the middle of a fur-nado.
Cat Lady: That sounds like a “you” problem.