Last night my wife insisted that I was dumb, and that she was going to read her book. It took two hours, but by the end she was sitting on the edge of her seat, shouting at the TV. Priceless.
Monday, January 7, 2008
The Best Thing About the Writers Strike
Last night my wife insisted that I was dumb, and that she was going to read her book. It took two hours, but by the end she was sitting on the edge of her seat, shouting at the TV. Priceless.
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