You sure about this writer thing son?
She's so obnoxious. Like a whole Saturday night drunk tank full of obnoxious packed into one little body." Detective Cavuto
Sweetheart, wake up; you've destroyed the house and I need you to suffer for it.
Sometimes this high-tech world calls for low-tech solutions.
If you like what you're reading, I probably wrote it.
This is the man who called the fire department when the toilet backed up, and I'm asking him for help. What was I thinking? Why am I attracted to weak men?