I am not menopausal. I just wanted half an hour alone. Is that too much to ask? A crappy half hour!
I rolled my eyes so far into the top of my head I almost fell over backward.
I received rejection letters for ten years (one on a napkin, written in crayon.) I had all my rejection notices stored in a box. When the box was finally full I took it to the curb and set it on fire. The next day I went out and got a temp job.
Look at you! You look like Rangeman Barbie. You got a gun and everything. -Lula
Almost everybody I know has died,” Grandma said. “Bunch of wimps.
Bob had a dog buscuit stuck to his head. "How does he always get food stuck to him?" I asked Morelli. "I don't know," Morelli said. "It's a Bob mystery. I think stuff falls out of his mouth and he rolls in it. I'm not sure." -Morelli And Stephanie