Ohh, it's the grossest thing ever...

So, Saturday was a really boring day. We just hung out and did nothing really all day. After watching Tina Fey do the most amazing Sarah Palin impression ever we retired to bed. I snuggled into my bed and rolled over to cuddle my lovely husband... and that's when it happened. I must say this is the greatest violation of my entire marraige and the sole result of Taylors laziness. I was GOUGED by his disgustingly long toenails, seriously there is a cut on my toe. I yelled at him held vomit back and tried unsuccessfully to beat him. My super lazy spouse barely apologized and just rolled over and went to sleep. I was afraid to go to sleep or move all night. I was seriously traumatized. Then to make matters worse he waited 2 more days to clip them, I had to sleep in socks to protect myself. I tried to take a picture of the offensive toes but Taylor outweighs me by about 90 lbs and I didn't stand a chance in our wresteling match for the camera. Just know, I might have to go to counseling over this. There is something to be said for the Metrosexual.