Oh Lord, help us all. The sweet husband bought himself a new hat for hunting season.Not a baseball cap like he has worn for almost 40 years but a camo fedora.
He wears it into the house grabs my hand, as I sit on the couch drinking my coffee and smoking my cigarette, and starts to sing Easy Loving.
I get tickled, spill my coffee, then reaching with the other hand, and though I didn't realize it, knock the cherry off my cigarette and it falls between the cushions on the couch.
He suddenly stops singing, says smoking, then, hot, I hear this as smoking hot and say thank you, He yells no dufas, you set the couch on fire, ROFL.
After he gets the ember put out he says, but I do think you are smoking hot, but not hot enough to burn the house down.
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