Tuesday, February 6, 2018

Home Late

"Gee, sorry, Mom. I get that you don't have a life, go anywhere, or have any friends, but that doesn't apply to the rest of us. And that you don't remember if this is the second day in a row that I've been late says to me that you need to cut back on that cooking sherry." (Women still get drunk on cooking sherry, right. That's a thing that still happens and has always happened, correct?)

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