I talk about my husband because he's funny. He strips off his clothes and throws them in the middle of the floor, drops candy wrappers beside his recliner, acts like he doesn't know how to clean a dish, and then complains he can't have his friends over because "no one" ever cleans anymore.

Some guys get a wife to do all if this stuff. I have no problems with personal assistants...I wish I had someone to help.

Does your family have fun with you being the post secret guy? Like, telling you stupid "secrets" or leaving a to-do list on a postcard?

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