The husband called me the other day from work.
To ask me a question that he often calls to ask.
"We got anything going on this weekend?"
Which is man-code for: "I want to do something manly with my man friends, and I need your permission to grunt, scratch, and be manly freely."
Usually this question leads to fishing, hunting, poker, or golf....
I was NOT expecting what I heard next.
Me: Oh. You fishing?
Him: No.
Me: Golf?
Him: No. Um...I'm going to a pageant.
Say what, Mr. Testosterone?
(Okay..in the interest of honesty...he didn't actually call it a pageant. He called it by its manly name. But really....it's a pageant. Plain a simple.)
Yes.
The husband. In all of his burliness. Is going to a pageant.
To look at men who look like this:
And he and his man friend are then going to come home wishing that they looked like that.
Because he's going to a pageant.
It just doesn't get old.
No matter how many times I say it.
A pageant.
Dog gone. That's funny stuff.
18 comments:
Yep...that's some funny stuff...Mr. Packed House is going to a P.A.G.E.A.N.T!!!!!!!!!!
You better be careful, he may be dreaming of joining that Pageant! He may have a problem though...you have to smile when they take your pucture:)
First, I learn that Packed House has mad gift-wrapping skillz and now I find out he likes to go to pageants?!
I never ceased to be amazed at how secure he is in his manhood. Props to K!
Ok, that IS funny that your hubs is going to a pageant!
That being said, I just threw up in my mouth a little looking at those pictures. Gross.
Why do guys think that's cool?
laughing.so.hard.
EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.
but, hey, Adam doesn't get my love for showtunes and clearance racks so it's all good...
good wife for being supportive...
;)
Gross! I can't stand when guys get to be where they look like they're skin's going to burst from the buldging muscles. I think I remember hearing that someone was flexing his bicep one time and his muscle burst inside his arm. Can we say ouch?? And gross?
Snort giggle!
...and gag....
But that IS durn funny.
Pageant
PAGEANT
P.A.G.E.A.N.T.
PAAAAAAGGGEEEEEEAAAAAANNNNNTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
More.snort.laughing.
Avoiding.picture.to.avoid.gagging.
Laughing out loud! Too funny!
Wait till I tell Kev...
i say this with all the respect and lurve in the world.
naaaasty.
But I agree with Tiffani, we must accept and support differences. Even gross ones.
I am sure that he just LOVES the spin you put on it, right? ;)But you speak the truth...PAGEANT! And a super nasty one at that.
Snort.
That's good stuff, Maynard.
hehehehehe.....
Yeah. But can they walk downstairs wearing heels?
HA! That is so funny. I remember watching that stuff on TV. I even had a book that a woman wrote to help women train & get in better shape. I did some of the exercises for a while. It's just funny...
I have an award for you, Amber. Come over and pick it up when you get a chance.
Adrion would like to join him next time. He loves pageants!
(don't tell him I told you)
This is so funny!!!! My Dad (the alcoholic one I've blogged about, not my stepdad who I also refer to as Dad) use to compete in these pageants. No joke! I've been to a few of these things myself. Quite honestly, this is where I get my love for exercise.
Yep! that is so funny! LOL
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