“And I have really, REALLY bad gas, too! Hoo boy, the household plants have been wilting! Not sure they’ll recover!”
Until now, that is.
Like… “Mom won’t notice that her plate is suddenly twice as full, while mine’s completely empty!”
She has to annoy him somehow, and insisting he go to the fabric store is as good a way as any.
Sorry to hear! It’s the very definition of my EX-marriage!
You can’t have a reasonable discussion with someone who uses THAT kind of logic. She’s actually being abusive, positing that an utterly self-serving policy is somehow give-and-take.
Pretty sure Carl Sandburg played 2nd base for the Tigers in the early 60’s. Batted .256 with 0 home runs, and 14 RBI.
That’s gross.
Not ‘robbed’, kidnapped. Maybe accosted.
R.I.P., Uncle Dave.
“And I have really, REALLY bad gas, too! Hoo boy, the household plants have been wilting! Not sure they’ll recover!”