Boys; or, the Perils of Married Life
So, Cory needed to return some DVDs he rented last night, but he couldn't find the case. He's tearing the place apart, ranting and raving the whole time, saying everything *but* blaming me for loosing it. He knows better than that now, but he was certainly implying that I had moved it someplace while I was cleaning, and now he couldn't find it.
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I have been so PMSing and in the nastiest of moods the last few days. Long story short, I ran late this mroning and just gave up and asked Keith to clean the rest later incluidng the blender that has been sitting on the counter for a week hwen he and his friends had sticky mudslides. He said to me, Wait, why do I have to clean it if you made the "mess"? I gave him a look of deathhhhhhhh. I said, OH So NOW we're tallying up who did what!?!!!!
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