Monday, November 20, 2006

Psst, I'm still in the room

Last night the child bride and I were watching Ireland beat up on Australia, and Rachel suddenly launched into a long monologue about how it amazed her that some of the rugby players could be so attractive.

"I mean, just look at the guy," she would say. "I can't believe that he would just look like that. It's amazing. I can't believe that he's real."

I don't think I want to watch rugby with her anymore.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hell, I'm up against the young Harrison Ford and Ewan MacGregor. You've got it made.

And, hey, she likes rugby players. You're a rugby player! I can't believe you weren't able to turn that around.

You really ARE stressed out. Do you need us to mail you some Oreos and Dr. Pepper?

Curly said...

She was obviously talking about Marcus Horan, he's a real looker isn't he?

Best not let her watch the French play. Google Image search "Frederic Michalak and Clement Poitrenaud". I would link to it, but I'm in work right now and don't want to risk the pic appearing.

Jenny said...

Hey bud, you talk about other women's breasts all the time, and not just in the privacy of your own front room. The woman is a saint!

mona said...

at least she's pointing out guys who are actually good looking, which means she has good taste- and afterall she is married to you- so by default it means you're good looking - if she had pointed out some real tuna's- then I'd be more concerned.

deanne said...

Well just hope she never discovers the Dieux du Stade calendar. I did, and IF I possessed one, you wouldn't be able to pry it out of my sweaty hands.

DaviMack said...

I'm wondering how many males would watch sports of any sort if their wives would sit there & drool over the players. Just saying that maybe it's a strategy to get you away from the tube?