A New Low in Preggsville

I called my husband last night.

Oh, I forgot to mention it was at 12:30am.
Oh, did I not include the fact that I called him on his cellphone?
Oh, praytell, did I fail to note that I was upstairs and he, downstairs?
Oh, and when he came upstairs to answer the phone?

I told him to quit trying to hug me all the time just because my boobs are big.


  • jess

    are you kidding me? i thought this story was absolutely precious and hilarious! i’d do the same thing– and i’m nowhere close to preggsville!

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