Son of a biscuit, that stings.
I'll keep buying Bactine wipes and hide the spray in case I think this is a brilliant idea again.
Son of a biscuit, that stings.
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Furiously treading water.
I haven't been posting much because I don't feel the urge to add to the numerous blog posts about the sucktacular economy. In light of a recent wave…
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Dear Chase, Thank you for charging me a $64.00 fee three days after going $4.62 overdrawn and two days after making a deposit to rectify that…
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My thumb hurts and you need to blow your nose. Thank you.
After I have burned my thumb (nothing serious, mostly the nerve endings all yelling "WHUT?" at me) because you decided to duck and bob as I was…
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