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| January 9, 1967 |
Brutus can't hold his own ashtray or just keep one around? Jesus, some of the bullshit we've put women through makes me question why they continue to be around us and let us live. If I made my wife run over to me so she could catch my cigarette ashes in an ashtray, let's just say that divorcing me would be the nicest thing she would do to me.
I thought Mother Gargle was going to
come over last weekend and stay through Thanksgiving? Now, you're going to see her? Or is she staying through Thanksgiving, going home, and then you are going to visit her? Look, I don't really care because we probably won't see much of Thanksgiving anyway, but get the plan straight.
I like the little centerpiece on the table. I've always been a fan of small pumpkins.
