Just found my slippers hiding under my husband’s underpants.
Come on, man! Use the hamper!
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Just found my slippers hiding under my husband’s underpants.
Come on, man! Use the hamper!
Just heard my next-door neighbor rocking out to “Dust in the Wind,” which means I chalked up a couple “firsts” this morning.
1. I’ve never heard a 55+ woman belting out the lyrics to a Kansas song.
2. And most importantly, who rocks out to “Dust in the Wind,” i.e. one of the most depressing songs ever?
I just ate like 14 cloves of garlic on my two slices of pizza, so I’d like to take this opportunity to apologize in advance to: