Arriving Home

I get home about 5:00 pm. As usual, my bitch of a wife is sitting at the computer chatting with some bitch she went to school with.

I ask, “What’s for dinner?”
She says, “Whatever you fix yourself.”

I think, “Bitch, at least you could fix me dinner since I’m making enough so that you can spend all day sitting on your ass all day long.”

I go upstairs to change. I decide to take a quick shower before I go downstairs and make something to eat. After finishing, I step out and start to dry myself. I happen to look out the window which overlooks our neighbor’s backyard.