He has a man cold.
Which thereby eliminates his ability to change diapers, hold LO, help me grocery shop, make juice, boil water for tea, let the dog out, take the trash out, find a Kleenex box instead of a toilet paper roll, change out of work clothes, sit on the couch without trying to sprawl onto my lap, and generally function.
And yet, he still tries to pull me in close to get me interested in some sexy time.
Ah the man cold...
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