Friday, February 02, 2007

Something about the mail

really moves my husband's bowels. He must first get the mail, then he sits on the lake-house until he goes through it all. Why? Do I look like someone whose interested in going through the bills AFTER they've gone through the crapper? I don't think so. Pay them yourself.

And magazines in there? Just not sanitary. I tell him to clean out the magazine rack cause I just don't have the cajones to un-stuff it myself. ewe. No, I'm not going to read that article with which you just came out of the toilet closet!

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