I get home late one night, and just as I'm pulling in to the driveway, I get a text message from my wife:
Sorry, late tonight. Dinner is ready to be reheated in the fridge, and there's a special surprise for you in a cardboard box.
I close the message a little mystified, and walk right in. Sure enough, a large cardboard box, a little bigger than one of those small office refrigerators is there, with a bow on top.
Let me know if you'd like to be the surprise inside.
Submitted October 19, 2014 at 04:20AM by platosmistake http://ift.tt/1oh9IO6 dirtypenpals
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