My pal Erin (♥) found this card online at BlueBarnhouse, and sent it to me. It is my life, in A2 format. Except for the clean house part.
Filed under amusement, friends, life-threatening clutter, romance, relationships
Just because a woman is married doesn’t mean she can’t fart whenever she wants to. Surely.
If them’s the rules, boy do I know some people who break ’em.
Ah, you’re a Kiwi. Different rules apply. ;)
If that is the case, I am truely shocked at the current state of affairs.
Alright, that’s it.
I’m calling Bill and Ben.
Even if I were single, I still wouldn’t have a clean house. Boo.
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