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Husband reads a piece of junk mail, then drops it on the floor dismissively.

Me: Is THAT where that goes.
S.: In the "What crap" pile.
Me: That's a laaaarge pile.
S.: Ninety-eight percent of everything is in that pile.

So true.


Jan. 24th, 2003 11:57 am (UTC)
Fine with me...whoever you are. :)

I know; I'm apparently a five-year-old sometimes. I giggle way too much at the "pants" thing.