The idea of getting a husband usually feels pretty pointless, but it feels even more so when I remember that Jason Momoa is really the only husband who is worth having. The list of reasons why is endless, but I’ll start with he posted of himself on his Instagram Stories.
He appears shirtless, muscled like some kind of ancient deity. His long hair is up in a bun, and one of his massive hands is gripping, like, ten tomahawks. “Teaching my boy the ol’ no look huck,” reads a caption, as he proceeds to throw the tomahawks at a target without looking.
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青青青国产在观免费2018I mean, come on. I love my partner, and I’m sure you love yours, but honestly, it’s hard to make the case that there’s a better husband out there. And it’s not all , , guitar playing, beer drinking, and . Jason could also teach my children how to , and , and , and be with their wives. He could even teach them how to iron their clothes:
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