My ex-wife told me the same thing a few years before our divorce.

We had the conversation of possibly bringing in a third person into our bedroom.

My thoughts and prayers expressed that person would be another woman, but she wanted the opposite.

She said she always wanted two dict’s in her Eggs Benedict.

I didn’t know she named her privates.

Eggs, just as it defined, is more than one egg. I have two eggs. My balls!

That was not good enough for her.

My sorry ass didn’t realize that dict’s were sausages.

Duh!

All breakfast plates aside, she got what she wanted.

I have the text with a photo as proof.

Platty's Editor Note: I organized a threesome last night. There were a couple of no-shows, but I still had a good time.