Short, Sardonic Midwestern Woman explains exactly what's wrong with the world and how things would run so much better as soon as everyone admits the whole universe revolves around HER.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Actual Conversation on the Eve of our Eighteenth
Me: I thought we might celebrate, so I put some champagne in the fridge. Al: Go ahead, open it. Me: Naaaaa... Looks like we're going to make it to our anniversary.
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