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Friday, February 20, 2009

Short Story

One day, long, long ago, there lived a woman who did not whine, nag, or biotch.

But it was a long time ago, and it was just that one day. The End.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Are you sure "she" was a woman;)...

Anonymous said...

One day, a long, long time ago, there was a man who actually picked up after himself without acting as if it was a big deal. But that was one day, a long time ago.

Anonymous said...

Amen 8:48am...I would imagine that for both stories to work-it was the same day that the woman did not nag or biotch...

Anonymous said...

That must've been the day when she got lost in the forest without her husband.

Anonymous said...

9:49,
That would be the one day when she didn't get lost, she just said that to get away from the 40 year old who can't seem to figure out how to empty the dishwasher.

Anonymous said...

I iron my wifes underware.

Anonymous said...

8:48

Just a fairy tale.