ME: "See the cut on my arm?"
WIFEY: "That's not a cut."
ME: "What do you mean it's not a cut? It's a cut. A big cut."
WIFEY: "It's not a cut."
ME: "Cut."
WIFEY: "It's a scratch."
ME: "A scratch?? It ain't a scratch...it's a cut!"
WIFEY: "Scratch."
ME: "It's a cut! Look at it."
WIFEY: "How did you get your scratch?"
ME: "I walked into a rack at the store and scraped it."
WIFEY: "Scratched it."
ME: "It's a cut."
Shame there is no health care reform to take care of that.
ReplyDeleteI devoted my life to health care reform.
I failed.
I died.
The booze industry have lowered their flags to half-mast in "honor" of Ted Kennedy.
ReplyDeleteWussy.
ReplyDeleteSissy.
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