The highlight of our cabin vacations for Bill the last two years, has been picking out the crappiest t-shirts he can find for himself and his son to sport. A father/son bonding of stupidity of sorts. The first year he did it they purchased an awesome shirt entitled “Bass Attack” wherein a giant bass was mid-jump, gills flared, mouth unhinged and about to eat a giant frog. I sort of liked that one.
Last year he went for the more subtle wolf shirt. He was looking for the spectacularly kitschy one where three disembodied wolf heads are howling at the moon but the one pictured below was the closest he could find that came in a men’s large and a 2T. As you can see, it’s somewhere further from “That must be a joke” and closer to “Wow, that guy really likes wolves…” followed by a giant eyeroll.
Bill sometimes likes to surprise me with personalized desktop wallpaper to brighten my day so imagine my joy when I woke up to find this staring back at me this morning…
And if you’re wondering, yes I suffered through the Twilight books and yes I made Bill watch both movies that are out. Am a terrible wife. Terribly AWESOME.
It wasn’t that big of a surprise. I mean look at my son, he’s wearing leg warmers for cripesakes!
Ha! That is awesome! Of course, I am team Edward though! LOL
Oh, Bill IS funny. I laughed out loud and that’s an accomplishment since this has been a week of freakin’ Mondays so far.
My husband has also watched the movies and I’m pretty sure he’s sneakily read the books on my Kindle – not that he’d ever admit it.
And I’m totally Team Jacob. Jailbait Abs? RAWR!