Spring comes late to this part of Ontario. Thank God we're tucked away warm in Jimmy's jeans...which rarely go out of the house...and NEVER if the temperature is below 10 degrees C.
We would have said "tucked away safe and warm" in Jimmy's jeans but, obviously, there's no safety when he's dropping his ass to the ground to get into that goddamned Ball-Busting car. We wish he'd sell it and buy something nice for us. Something with high seats and sheepskin seat covers.
We're hoping that the warmer weather will bring an end to our pain. The doctor was useless.
He called his friend to get some advice. His friend said, "I don't know, Jimmy. I don't have any balls." He thinks he should have asked to speak to her husband.
