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4:48am: Do you know why there was no sex? I'll tell you why. Tentacles ruined the mood.
4:49am: Vanessa snores.
6:25am: My wife lies. This is not a good start to the marriage.
7:02am: Stop making me take pictures of tentacle sex, wench, and I will give you regular sex.
7:08am: They gave me cake! Honeymoon cake! It is delicious.
7:43am: Husbands don't have to be slick about admiring their wives' backsides. It's in the job description.
7:51am: My wife has a nice backside - I hate it when she leaves but I love to watch her go.
7:53am: She's going to make us late.
8:16am: Haha. Ice tools.
8:40am: Instructor Dan says I'm not paying enough attention.
10:40am: I didn't need that kidney.
10:42am: Or the liver. Never trust a wife with an ax. Crampons would make any fight a dirty fight.
11:49am: You'd gimp, too, if you smacked into a wall of ice eight freaking times.
12:06pm: Wife flailed. A lot. With the ax.
12:19pm: Look who's gimping now.
12:53pm: I can be husbandly and carry you over the threshold of this fine establishment's honeymoon suite.
12:54pm: Like a sack of potatoes.
1:56pm: Mostly alive. Black and blue are so totally in this winter.
4:48am: Do you know why there was no sex? I'll tell you why. Tentacles ruined the mood.
4:49am: Vanessa snores.
6:25am: My wife lies. This is not a good start to the marriage.
7:02am: Stop making me take pictures of tentacle sex, wench, and I will give you regular sex.
7:08am: They gave me cake! Honeymoon cake! It is delicious.
7:43am: Husbands don't have to be slick about admiring their wives' backsides. It's in the job description.
7:51am: My wife has a nice backside - I hate it when she leaves but I love to watch her go.
7:53am: She's going to make us late.
8:16am: Haha. Ice tools.
8:40am: Instructor Dan says I'm not paying enough attention.
10:40am: I didn't need that kidney.
10:42am: Or the liver. Never trust a wife with an ax. Crampons would make any fight a dirty fight.
11:49am: You'd gimp, too, if you smacked into a wall of ice eight freaking times.
12:06pm: Wife flailed. A lot. With the ax.
12:19pm: Look who's gimping now.
12:53pm: I can be husbandly and carry you over the threshold of this fine establishment's honeymoon suite.
12:54pm: Like a sack of potatoes.
1:56pm: Mostly alive. Black and blue are so totally in this winter.
