If Molly aint happy, aint nobody happy
Molly apparently thinks I’m too juicy, too.
Note the complete lack of remorse. And the black socks.
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Adventures of a Trophy Wife
Molly apparently thinks I’m too juicy, too.
Note the complete lack of remorse. And the black socks.
You had an entry where you said both of you were going on a diet, so she figured, “Hey you’re getting a break, I get one too.” I love listening to you reprimand her and laugh at the same time. It’s a healthy obsession I have with your blog, I swear.
This is immensely multi-layered. Where to begin? The socks – pure half-jew genius. The “bad dog” voice – 100% fresh squeezed Manny goodness. Well done.
Rob, we’re going shopping for some sandals…that will complete the look.
I think Molly and Charlie are meant to be together.