The last post was all a bit of fun. My apologies go to ladies everywhere who can handle their buttons.
But, I imagine most of you prefer buttons of the chocolate kind. My wife does as you can see from the photo in the apartment.
She’ll kill me if she sees this but revenge is sweet. Check out the position of the remote control. As you can see, the box of chocolate balls (bigger than buttons) are closer to her heart than the remote. Soon after, she relinquished the remote without a fight.
The motto is – If you’ve got balls, trade them for buttons.
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