It is kind of erie when the words you are reading evoke such spot on feelings. Here I was searching for an article with meaning. Then BAM it hit me!!!
When Your Spouse is Hotter than You
Marrying a few degrees up or down the hotness scale. Refusing to stay within your cute-gory.
Personally, I suffer from being Hotter than my wife and it is a real curse. At the time I didn’t think I was marrying down. But society has made that choice for me, unfortunately for her I guess. I can’t go anywhere without feeling like a piece of meat, an object, a toy to be played with. It is horrible and I can only feel pity for my wife, the poor thing. She is saddled with a trophy husband. I have offered to share myself, so other women will enjoy the fruits of my loom, but she opposes and I must oblige that wish even if God blessed me with such beauty.
I’m not going to lie, my wife is pretty hot though. She has got a killer ass. I can watch her leaving all day long. Personally, I like watching her leave the room when I’m on the computer, watching football, basketball, politics, news, Scrubs, Lost, Survivor, sleeping, reading a book, breathing but….I digress.
I must add that my wife is pretty strong too (strong like ox) She was a gymnist and can do a headstand into a handstand to this day. That is some serious strength I dare you to try it. I love my wife, I really do. To go through what she must endure day in and day out when we go anywhere takes a strong woman both mentally and physically.
I try to look unattractive for her most times, but I can pull just about any look off without a problem. Sometimes even my most focused attempts to look slovenly go wrong and I am faced with stares and oogles. It is my cross to bear though and I will do it without complaining. I am strong like that. Even though I can’t sympathize with my wife, I can empathize what it must be like for her.
The other day my daughter told me “That shirt looks good on you Dad” I immediately corrected her and said, “No sweetheart, I make the shirt look good.” It’s hard being this hot, but at my age I have learned to deal with it.
So if you see me out this weekend I most likely wont be wearing a shirt.
don’t say I didn’t warn you