I’ve never been much of a “Schmoopie” type of gal. It makes me want to . . .
Add in the fact that I’ve been married for 38 dog years and I really couldn’t relate to some of the over-the-top adorableness contained inside this teensie little tribute. That being said, there were some panels that I loved.
Like being married to someone who knows how to conveniently use women’s lib against you . . .
or sharing your bed with a terrifying sleeptalker . . .
who is honest to a fault . . .
and thinks B.J. jokes never get old . . .
Someone with a real butthole of a kitten that he loves, but that HATES you . . .
(yeah, Django, I’m talking about you, you little a$$hole)
and still attempts to argue about who has the more disgusting feet . . .
Let the record show that having opposable toes is a BONUS and something everyone else in the world should be jealous of. Having weird frinkly half pinky toes is an abomination and if you were a wild animal your mother might have killed you at birth.
I’m definitely not be the lovey dovey type so I would never think of penning something like this. Buuuuuuut in my defense I do my best to express my feelings the way I know how : )