You clearly have too much time on your hands. Your rough, dry dishpan hands. Have you tried Palmolive? Oh wait Madge says you're already soaking in it.
I'm soaking in Miller High Life right about now. Which is pathetic. Until you realize it's my birthday, my wife is asleep, and nobody this side of Dresden gives a shit either way, including myself.
This could be you.....house husband.
Posted by: Carolynn | October 21, 2006 at 01:40 PM
OK - that was dumb since your title already says that. Just make me dinner and make sure you hand wash my panties.
Posted by: Carolynn | October 21, 2006 at 01:42 PM
Clever. :)
Posted by: Nadia | October 23, 2006 at 01:46 AM
You clearly have too much time on your hands. Your rough, dry dishpan hands. Have you tried Palmolive? Oh wait Madge says you're already soaking in it.
Posted by: Sean | October 24, 2006 at 09:29 PM
I'm soaking in Miller High Life right about now. Which is pathetic. Until you realize it's my birthday, my wife is asleep, and nobody this side of Dresden gives a shit either way, including myself.
Posted by: Benji | October 25, 2006 at 01:15 AM
A cry for help crossed with a ransom note.
A cry for ransom?
Posted by: Anon | October 25, 2006 at 01:17 AM