“Did she bite you in the genitals?” (looks around to make sure she’s not there to hurt him again) “…Yeah.”
This is real life redneck gold, Jerry! Gold! Rodeos. Dick biting for punishment, not pleasure. Motherfucking black pigs wandering around the driveway with the family dog. This is real ‘MURICA. Places where you can beat your wife and she can beat you and if you call 911 you have to go on camera and essentially admit you’re flaming pussy for doing so.
But say disputes happen all the time in your house you say? No shit. That’s what happens when you live under the same roof with your wife and her ex-husband. Take it from Jabari, head gorilla at the Philly Zoo, there can only be one alpha male per domicile. Anything more is just uncivilized. Guaranteed there has been multiple moonshine stabbings and/or gunshot wounds swept under the rug in that household since the ex moved in.
I’ll tell you what though, the wife’s still got a nice little package on her after shitting out 4 watermelons. If your psychotic smoke of a milf wife wants to stay and dance at the rodeo, you better start square dancing your dick off or face the consequences. Love it that she’s got a little crazy in her. Ride The Bull with her and you might be the one who tries to get away.