Sometimes I just want a hooker. I love when my wife does that thing with her little finger. My son gave me a card and I cried. Work is kind of like my vacation.
Holy sweet lord, man -- I am loving True Dad Confessions! Brought to you by the same people behind True Mom Confessions, the web site lets a dad anonymously post confessions -- and I'm digging what appears to be a glorious consummation of catharsis and rubber necking.
Some gems include:
I wish my wife would just leave. But the kids are staying.
I wish the kids would go to bed so my wife ad I can have round two of great uniterupted sex! YEE HAW!
My own kids annoy me! Why did I not put that condom on? I was so stupid for my 15 mins of "fame"!
These are among the more sanitized comments. Seriously, you should check it out. There are some messed up dads out there, and it's quite possible you're married to one of them.
Though I have to admit that after reading a few score comments, I began to feel something along the lines of shame or pity or maybe just sadness. There is all sorts of wife-hating -- serious, scary wife hating -- going on, so I was pleased to remember that moms have a confession outlet, too.
Or maybe that's just the genius of the site? If a dad actually gets it off his chest, he doesn't need to puff his own at home? I hope that's the case.
Of course, it's not all scary. Far from it. A lot of the confessions are downright hilarious. And insightful. From all the comments, I've learned that dads seem to enjoy the blow job. Huh.
(True Dad Confession: I wrote half of those last ones. But thank god for anonymity, right? ... oh.)
