Why do the shortest weeks always seem to go on forever?
I would much rather have Friday off than Monday.
I lost my car keys last fall, and found them yesterday...In a pair of pants I've worn and washed 30 times since then. There must be a key gnome in my hamper.
Jack can say about 30 words semi-coherently, and still won't let me hug him.
My new car is awesome. I got angry at the rain yesterday, cuz it drizzled on my interior.
I'm bootless, and loving it. I'm also limping like a peg legged sailor.
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