Seems when you turn a camera on my wife, she gets all "provocative" and stuff. It could just be me. Or, it could just be the camera. Or, it could just be the smell of sick kid and husband to drive that animal hunger alive. Or she could just be drunk (as she usually is by 10:30am).
Sunday, November 19, 2006
How I am greeted when I return home
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