Floyd
Wednesday I took my husband to his eye appointment.
When we came home his eyes were so damn dilated I felt like pumping up the Pink Floyd and just wait for him to start dancing naked in the front yard.
Holy cats!
On a funny side note, he walked in my office and heard me listening to Pink Floyd on youtube (looking for the perfect song to dedicate to his bug eyed ass) and he goes, "You're listening to Floyd? You hate Pink Floyd!" and he left.
I snickered.. he had no idea I was making fun of him.
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