Why am I in here? Because my wife ain’t no good at instructions.
Been married a couple of years when she gets broody. We do what you do, but it ain’t working. Which puts a fold in the duvet.
So, I gets her a girl kitten—as a surprise like.
She loves it. Short story shorter: no stress, yes baby.
Ten months later, wheezing daughter. Doc says chronic allergies.
Wife’s in tears. Tells me I’ll have to get rid of her, and rushes straight to her mother’s.
Weren’t till I got home I realised she didn’t say which one she meant.
Davetopia 