That’s A Boy’s Job…

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I was reading my Bloggy twin’s blog and it is just so weird how alike we are. I mean we even use the exact.same.language AND we live in different countries. How weird is that? So check her out, she is pretty cool, kinda like myself! 

Hubby: Do the dishes.

Me: That’s a boy’s job!

Hubby: Take out the trash.

Me: That’s a boy’s job.

Hubby: Clean the bathrooms.

Me: That’s a boy’s job!

Hubby: Come outside and pick the weeds with me.

Me: That’s a boy’s job!

Hubby: FINE, what exactly isn’ t a boy’s job?

Me:  Ummmm hmmmmmm. Yea, I can’t think of anything.

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4 responses to “That’s A Boy’s Job…

  1. delaney55

    Isn’t that why we have menfolk around is to do whatever we want them to? That was in the manual I got with Hubby.

  2. You can’t think of any? I can! Eating the yummy leftovers – a girl’s job. Sleeping late – a girl’s job. Lazing about in jammies and having Hubby/Boyfriend/Partner call you sexy – a girl’s job. We have the best ones ^_^.

  3. slightly: Toche, my friend. I think we think along the same lines! 🙂

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