This is a great thread that hasn't seen much actionlately, so how about a nice softball for you ladies (and the assorted peanut gallery) to hit out of the park...
At the end of a long day of work, what can I do to get my lovely wife to greet me at the door wearing some La Perla and holding a freshly made martini?
Lingerie and a martini (vodka for me) ... nice.
I would have a problem though if my wife spent over $100 on a pair of panties. Too much to spend when I'm not going to give a damn what kind they are.
I think it's the second option.
It's poop!
You know, I hadn't noticed this before, but it appears that she has glitter on her neck.
I love that. It's like, "Oh, were you at a strip club or a children's arts and crafts table today?"
"No"
"Oh, trollop?"
"Yup."
Why do ladies always seem to go to the restroom in pairs?