Viv, looking over my shoulder as I perused a certain mirror of a site devoted to photoshop tomfoolery, got a big kick out of some of the pix. When we got home from dinner, she pestered me for the URL, and I hooked her up.

About seven pictures in, she cries out, “OH NO! GOD, WHAT IS THAT!”

Alas, for I had no camera. My wife had just goatse-d herself, all unwitting. She’s doing fine, thanks, and the bandages will come off soon. Ah, celebrate family values, people. It’s what keeps us all together.

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