Chicken and mushrooms

Hi Honey!  How are you today?  I hope you are feeling and doing great.  Are you hungry?  I found some excellent oyster mushrooms a couple of days ago at the night market.  They were sparkling white and so juicy, they were dripping with water.  I was shopping for stuff to put in my ramen soup, but for dinner today I made steamed rice with chicken and mushrooms.  I don't have a physical addiction to rice like many others around here like my Dad and Floofy, but I like it.  I usually have rice twice a week or so.  I still have the awesome BBQ sauce I made during Ramadan.  Yeah it's a month old, but it's just sauce and spices, no meats or perishables in there.  InshaAllah it's fine.  And I torched it to death in the saucepan in hot oil before putting the vegetables in.  I put the chicken breast in last and I always cook chicken breast gently, so it's nice and tender.  It's a really nice dinner.  Do you want some?

Hi Natty Honey!  You're welcome to my dinner, of course.  The purpose of our marriage is partly to share our food.  I hope you like rice.  Oh, but you got me started on tights and tight jeans.  I used to wear tight jeans when I was younger.  I don't know why, en vogue I guess.  I even had a pair of bike shorts back then, back in the day of MC Hammer (ugh).  I don't know why I wore that, because I hate rap.  I guess I was just a foolish slave of fashion.  One might figure that to wear such tight clothes over one's privates would accelerate bacterial activity and fermentation of sweat, but that's a non-issue if we regularly shower and do laundry.  Do I like tights and tight jeans?  It depends on the woman, I guess.  I wouldn't wear them personally.  What I really want is an air-conditioned pair of pants to keep it nice and cool and well-ventilated down there.  Has anyone invented that yet?