MAB,
The Old Dog will use the 12 point font from now on. If you only knew how many times the Old Dog has been asked to increase the size of what he was using;
(my Font size Girlfriends........... my Font size).
Hey, speaking of OD's Girlfriends. I hesitate in revieling what the Old Dog has been up to today. I can only guess that my Girlfriends have been struggling with leaving their hubby's for the Old Dog. So without bragging on myself, I will only say the Old Dog has been mowing. Yes, the Old Dog mowes.
I don't keep the house repaired; nor do I plant flowers; but I do mow.
I do stop for a beer break once in awhile; which would be a perfect opportunity for OD's Girlfriends to shine and carry an ice cold beer out to him (two at a time would be best). It would also be an excellant chance for OD's Girlfriends to get out of the kitchen and take a break from cooking his next meal (preferably carrying the beer, to include a frosty mug, to the backyard with nothing but an apron on).
Girlfriends; note there is no steering wheel because OD's mower is a zero turn radius that requires both hands. That will mean I can't let go with one hand to pat you on the bare backside (like in the kitchen); but I will make it up to you later.
Wait....... what am I talking about. The reason for this post is to talk you Girls out of leaving your hubby's and moving in with the Old Dog. Girlfriends, the Old Dog already thinks way too much of all of you to put you through a life with the Old Dog.
Please resist the temptation and stay where you are. I know you Girls love the 'bad boys' but OD is not worth disrupting your lives over. Forget the backrubs, the bubble baths for two, the champagne and chocolate covered strawberries. Don't even consider the moon light walks and all night talks, the passionate kisses that only stop long enough to write down the next line of a love song. Forget all of that Girlfriends.
I beg of you.
OD
PS...... EddieR, don't even think about asking to move in with the Old Dog.