It's been a while. I've ben busy, theres been "issues" but I think you NEED to know this. I was rolling with fits of giggles for a long time after this happened.
I am not sure what got into my husband last night, perhaps the man is too *ahem* deprived, I don't know. But the topic came up while talking about going to the OB doctor. Joel asks "So what if like a young hot doctor came in, would you get excited and squirt?"
My reply. "Ummm, probably not knowing what they are about to do to my girly parts..."
Joel: "Not even a little?"
Me: "No... its pretty taumatic and distracting, the last thing on my mind is sex."
Joel: "What if instead he walked in with an arm-full of 'toys'?"
Me: "What!?"
Joel: "Hypothetically, if he walked in with an arm-full of 'toys' would you get excited then?"
Me: "Uhhhhh....."
Joel: "Okay what if F...f... Fonzi? Yeah Fonzi! What if Fonzi walked in!"
Okay at this point I believe my husband has completely lost it. I ask "You want to know, if I would be aroused if Fonzi came in as my OB?"
Joel: "Yes."
Now I am picturing in my head laying on the exam table naked from the waste down with the stupid paper thingy in my lap as Fonzi (you know, from happy days) throws open the door. He tosses his hair, flips up his collar and does the double pistol sign at me as he makes a clicking noise with his mouth and says " 'Eeyyyy, I'm gonna check your vagina!"
As this disturbing scene is playing out in my head Joel says...
"Yeah he walks in shirtless..." Fonzi is now shirtless, I am even more disturbed... "And tosses his stupid long blond hair amd.." At this point I have to stop him because Fonzi is now wearing a blond wig.
Me: "Wait... Are you talking about Fabio?"
Joel: "Yeah why, what did you think I said?"
Me: "You said Fonzi..."
Joel: "Fonzi?"
Me: "Yeah, like from Happy Days."
Joel: laughing " 'Eeeyyyy!"
Me: "There's a pretty clear difference between Fonzi, and Fabio..."
This is my life. These are the conversations I am sucked into with my husband layinh in bed at night when he has had too much coffee and can't contain himself enough to go to sleep.
