Texts from the Bathroom

This is a text I got from Husband last night.  It was in the men's bathroom of the bar -  

And this text is the reason Husband and I are husband and wife.  

Because a little more than a month ago, I was in the same bar and I took this picture while I was in the ladies bathroom - 

They tell me there are all sorts of things that you should look for in a partner.  Is he financially stable?  Is he mentally stable? Can he make you laugh?  Will he make a good father?  But this picture, this weird sense of humor is why Husband and I are perfect for each other.  Because, when we both found ourselves in separate bathrooms where DIU DICK was shilling his... um, whatever, we both thought, "I should take a picture of this and share it with the person I love."  

Or, in my case, I should share it with the small part of the world that choose to read what is coming out of my brain.  

So, there you go.  Texts from the bathroom.  Weird from the brain.  Wednesday.  

SIDE NOTE: Check out the difference between Husband's picture and mine.  Note that his is clear and crisp and only contains the subject matter, i.e. Dick Strong.  Note that mine not only contains the subject but the reflection of the bathroom, toilet seat and all.  And, in case that wasn't enough, a snarky reflection of me taking the picture.  Yeah, I should not quit my day job to go pro.  Assuming there is a professional bathroom ad picture-taking job.  If there is, I should not apply.  I will not succeed.