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Sunday, February 7, 2010
Spooks
As I slammed the front door after returning from the washer, I was still fumming because James jumped my ass about the unit in the game unit not working and he hasn't been able to even replace a light bulb for six months, but he expects everything to be in good repair...a tape dispinser fell on him. He accused me of throwing it at him. I yelled..."James I did not throw anything at you, I just shut the door." My mind couldn't have moved the darn thing even if I was totally frustrated with always being in the wrong, could it?
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