Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude

Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted

Wednesday, 11 August 2021

Late Nite Music Poast


Well the wife is off at bible camp with all the little ones this week. There’s a hole in our lives round here at home at Castello Di La Filthie. The dawgs are bummed right out wondering where their mom is. I am up at zero dark thirty because Mort came in and started licking my face while I snored and farted and now I can’t get  back to sleep.

GAH….! 😜

I guess he thinks I am going to leave him too or something. He is one of those dogs that just lives for affection. The wife usually idly pets him for hours on end as she watches TV or does her arts n crafts. Now I gotta do it. So I petted the little shit until he got bored and wandered off to sleep at his guard post downstairs. I can hear him snoring down there. 

Somebody puked on the mat in the back entrance and I got most of it. I will run over it with the vacuum when it dries, and the wife can teach me how to run the steam cleaner when she gets back.

It occurs to me on this warm summer night that the wife and I have been married 36 years now. Last week Pop said it was 60 years for them. Filthie family history seems that the men usually pass before their women which is right and proper. So it goes for the wife and I, I hope.

This single life is for the birds.


  1. I think wives were invented to prevent husbands from blowing all the crap up. When the reins don't exist, it isn't as fun when no one is there to say 'No - Bad Filthie !'

    At least you get to walk around the house in just underwear. Women hate that for some reason.

  2. Well done of picking a "goodun". When the best half is missing, it's a tough row to hoe.