The other day I was enjoying having a giggle at an Alli and Genine blog about Magic Mike the movie. With the men. That have glistening torsos. With tight jeans…

Sorry… I’m back now…. 

I was watching the YouTube of the preview thinking that I’d love to organise a girls night out that involved alcohol and go and watch the movie with them so we could giggle stupidly at the stunning men with their Amerry-can accents doin’ their thang.

Chatting to Alli over fb – as you do when you roll with famous people…. chuh…yeah I know… we were talking about double standards etc.

Well bugger me if my lovey didn’t come home that very day and say he’d been invited to a bucks party.  When he told me the family associated with the bucks party I automatically asked “will they be the kind that do tricks?”  He responded with I’ve got to deposit $50 into the best mans account to go.

It’s been a long time between naked ladies that he hasn’t seen give birth to his offspring as we’ve been married for 12 years… naturally he was going to leap at the chance to go have some fun with the boys.

Here’s where I am a good wife… I have not stopped teasing him about him seeing naked ladies with no pants on.

EVERYTIME he makes some down play in that they are probably just ‘booby girls’ walking around with drink trays.

Yeah, no.

I know the father of the groom. 

Yeah, no.

So today I got a phone call from my loving husband.  He has not had a chance to organise his $50 for the ‘entertainment’ and rang and asked me if I would transfer the money for him.  

This is how excited he is to go… poor love is so close to 50 it’s not funny… he’s given up the chance to take his family to the Gold Coast to see his favourite football team play live.  You know the team that when it’s footy-season they come first, second, third and last.  

“Honey, would you like special cuddles?”

“Are you kidding? The Footy’s on.”


So back to the phone call…”Sure honey… how much was it again. $50? Sure.”

I was going to deposit $49.69 and then thought, they won’t get it.  Then I thought, I’ve got the reference area.  What could I type that will end up on his bank statement AND the best man’s bank statement so when they have to go to the bank for something, like a loan for their new car, or new home, the bank manager will be a woman looking at them like they are animals.

Queue Mutley laugh:

So I thought of the following:



But I settled for …STRIPPERS and hit the go button.

So on the day before Father’s Day, my lovey will be having a night out with the boys, have to go to work the next morning and then come home and will not be allowed to TOUCH me for a month until his forgetfulness kicks in and I won’t have to worry about why he wants me to bring him a beer in my undies when he’s watching the finals footy.

So you see… I am a good wife… 

Garfsnort…exit with Mutley laugh…extended version.