Girl raised like a real boy
My father raised me like a real boy! I can fix the washing machine, I can hang something on the wall, and I can fix a car. I have my own toolbox. I help the weak and the needy. The only problem is that my husband does not like it … He feels a bit useless.
My husband speaks in his sleep from time to time. When I ask him something, he usually says nonsense. So I decided to have a little fun and asked questions like, “My darling, do you love me?” And he said, “Yes, I love you.” The next time we had this conversation:
John, who do you like? Plastic.
What plastic? Extruded polystyrene.
That’s what happens to someone who has been doing renovations for too long.