Not That There’s Anything Wrong With It …

I showed my husband Richard the groovy, psychedelic shorts I bought from Target last week. He said, “They’re so cute! They’re very Peter Max.”

“OMG,” I squealed, “I love it when you act like my gay best friend!”

He said, “As long as my man parts still work, I don’t care.”

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