When one is trying to sell their husband on the idea that they haven't been clothes shopping for months, one might want to cut the sales tags off their clothes before walking into the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee for the ride to work. While the husband is sitting there at the kitchen table.
I'm just sayin'
Showing posts with label I pinky swear. Show all posts
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Thursday, September 18, 2008
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