My Husband, bless his little cotton socks, is always running around on me.
I go to work every day for about 12 hours. He doesn't work, all he does is play with his award winning earless goat Waffles, drink, and hit on women.
Every time I turn around he's talking to another woman and flirting.
Yesterday, I came home from work and I found a huge pair of women's underwear in my bed.
I'm very small, that underwear looked like it fell of a cow.
(no insults to cows)
Should I divorce him?
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