I think that full moon sent my Missus a bit loopy, even more so than normal.
The following day I get home and she shows me the wall paper on her new phone, it's a pic of the dog.
I have a bit of a dig at her by saying, "you've got two beautiful daughters and a loving husband and you use a pic of the dog as wall paper?".
She says to me "why would I use a pic of you? You look like an old lesbian!" (where did the love go?).
Then she says "do you have a pic of me as your wall paper?" I say, "no, I don't use any wall paper" BIG MISTAKE. That night she sneaks down and takes my phone away to do a few modifications .
So there I am this morning in a meeting with the clients and I need to get some numbers out of the phone to share with the others so I turn on the phone for the first time.
You guessed it boys and girls, she had taken a pic of her arse and used it as the
Wall paper.
Fortunately, she's better at comedy than she is at photography and you really had to study it before you could work out what it was but everyone in the meeting could see the pic and the look of puzzlement on my face and suspected that there was something amiss.
Could have been worse, she could have done a vag or a nip.
