I have for you today my latest video in the What Brent Says series. I had originally titled it “You Look Too Good,” but my old associate Herman Fording hooked me up with a more sensational headline.
So with no further ado allow me to present:
Evil Corporation Steals my Hot Wife
Being a free country and all you have the joyous opportunity to watch Evil Corporation Steals my Hot Wife over and over again, as many times as you like. You also have the privilege of rating it and leaving outraged and highly opinionated comments upon YouTube itself.
It’s just another thing that makes America so great.
Go ahead, you know you want to.
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What about a bag, and a lisp and a limp… and then they can just walk around wailing and complaining how they are human…
But they are human, at least my wife is. What sort of girls do you hang around with? Perhaps they could do with a bit of Zombies Anonymous…
Haha that was great. I don’t know how it snuck under my radar for so long (-5 days!?)
Putting a bag over a man’s head won’t cut it -you have to put his wallet in the bag, and then leave the bag (aka her purse) at home. Once you’ve got all that and a receipt for the detachable reproductive organs you turned in at the door, you don’t have to give it another thought.
-Providing you remember to call home every fifteen minutes thereafter, and don’t accidentally switch off the GPS chip she attached to your flank before releasing you into the wild.
(My flank still hurts)
Oh LOBO, young love is so cute.
Who said anything about you leaving the house? Oh no, my friend, all of your extra-curricular activities need to be attended to by a robot surrogate, or RoboLOBO as I’m sure you’ll call him. Between that and the Lay-Z-Boy manacles, I’m sure you will be able to stay not just out of trouble, but entirely out of circulation.
Now if only there was some mask for Lady Terri, like Schwarzenegger had in Total Recall, that could transform her into an ugly bald man while she ran her errands, all would be in order.
I think you should feel happy indeed that your wife feels comfortable enough with you to wear sweats. :) When you start working at evil corporations, they make you watch these videos of what not to wear and I do believe sweats is one of them.
Do you look any different when leaving the house? My husband splashes cologne on when he leaves and I’m like…”Why don’t you wear that around me?”
:)
Whenever I leave the house I like to splash on a few ounces of “Dis-Guy-Z-Face” instant facial camouflage. In doing so I can make sure I elude autograph demanding blog-stalkers, and refund-seeking patients of Doctor Toboggans. It’s the only way.