'Deer, you're going to find a lump of coal in your stocking if you keep telling fibs. LOL. Toe didn't make you misbehave... (but he'll probably join you as soon as he gets the chance! LOL)
I enjoyed the poem... but (just to keep this from being a battle along gender lines *G*)
If a stop at his pub was the guy's norm Why was wife trying to keep the food warm? Why have dinner at eight If the man's always late And you know that he'll hold true to form? If she's tired of him being a real jerk Meet him tomorrow after work A hot woman, cold beer And she'll never more fear Where her man is... for's around HER he'll lurk!