with Mr. Cyprus.  So, of course, you'd tell your exH of 12 years now that you've arrived safely.  Today she sent him a pic of herself, in a tighter than tight shirt, ol saggy 'I-Need-To-Replace-My-Fake-Bewbies-But-Can't-Afford-It' twins hanging like a Bassett Hound's ears.  Along with the text of "Having a great time in Thailand so far.  You can't see it but there's a group of lady boys behind me and they keep calling for me lol"

DH:  "Yeah because they probably think you're one of them."

I love this man...