I know exactly what you guys are suffering through, as I've had a similar time of it.
First, yesterday, I'm out shopping for xmas, which I hate. Of course, I can't think of anything to buy for my wife, so I use the same old fall back, and get some nice stuff from Victoria Secret. So then I come home, and realize my wife's best friend is there....and I don't like it when she's there, because she's so hot, and always wears revealing clothes.
Well, I go inside, and my wife's friend (we'll call her Kelli) is standing there in the kitchen wearing some obscenely short skirt and a shirt that basically leaves nothing to the imagination. She see's my bag, and says, "oh, something for me?" with this wicked looking grin. I ask her to keep my wife distracted while I hide the bag, and she agrees. So, I hide the bag in the basement, come back upstairs, and I don't see either one of them. No biggie, as I simply turn on the TV to catch the rest of the football game. Except....no cable. Of course. So I yell upstairs to my wife and ask her how long the cable has been out. She tells me to come up there, so I get even more pissed, as all I want to do at this point is lay on the couch and watch football. But, being the dutiful husband that I am, I go upstairs....to find her and her friend laying in bed, completely naked. My wife says she noticed me always staring at Kelli, and she thought that she would arrange a little three-way action for me for xmas. Of course, Kelli wanted me to wear a condom, and we don't have any, so I had to go to the damn gas station and buy some. While I was there, I picked up an instant lottery ticket for shits and giggles (since I'm still not laying on my couch watching football, which is all I wanted). I scratched it off, and apparently won a million dollars. Of course, the stupid gas station had condoms, so I go back to my house, only to find my wife and Kelli all over each other, and wearing the Victoria's Secret I had purchased earlier. My wife screams at me to get naked and join them, and Kelli just started ripping my clothes off.
Finally, about three hours later, I finally get a chance to watch some football...except now all the games are over. Man was I pissed. Then, to top it all off, I get a call from my dad saying that some uncle I've never even met had died, and left his car dealership behind. Apparently, every relative this guy had gets a brand new car. But, my luck being what it is, I won't even see my new Yukon Denali until next week.
