Hi there, rich girl! Oh, don't worry- I'm not hitting you up for cash. I am your husband inshaAllah, and it is my responsibility to provide for you. I don't want your hard-earned money. Just do me a favor and please buy yourself some nice suits for work, OK? And please try to dress modestly when you're off duty. I love you, and I need you.
I was busy all this morning with my baby mangoes as usual, but I ate too much for lunch. It's my fault! Not only did I make 2 portions, but I wanted to finish off that pea and potato stuffing. I felt too lazy to do anything active after the Asr prayer, so I just lay down in front of the TV, put on the headphones, and listened to music. I took a photo of Bob Cat this morning and I posted it here for you to look at. Isn't he a handsome fellow? He almost looks embarrassed. I had to follow him into the motorcycle cage to get this shot. It's not the best quality- damned low resolution cell phone camera! I also took a photo of his balls. Is it pornography to post a fuzzy photo of hairy cat balls? I don't think it's going to sexually arouse anybody. Certainly not me. I just wanted to amuse my wife. From an animalistic perspective, a cat with big balls is the master of his territory, thus the photo is a statement of his supremacy and warning to other cats who would happen to view this blog. Sorry, I can't post a video of Bobby doing the ball dance. I need someone to hold the camera. When we are married inshaAllah, we can make that our pet project.
