Sam has been in business for 25 years and is finally sick of the stress. He quits his job and buys 50 acres in Alaska as far from humanity as possible. He sees the postman once a week and gets groceries once a month. Otherwise it’s total peace and quiet. After six months or so…
This cracked me up – mostly because DD#2 has 20 different colors of duct tape…
On Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in my lawn chair drinking beer and watching my wife mow the lawn. The neighbor lady from across the street was so outraged that she came over and shouted at me, “You should be hung!” I took a drink from my can of Coors Light, wiped the cold foam…
So…we’re in the middle of a major kitchen remodel for the last 2 1/2 months. No sink. No stove. No oven. No refrigerator. I’m tired of eating out. I’m tired of freakin’ microwave meals. I’m really tired of dust. I’d give a left nut NOT to have to do my damn dishes in my bathroom…
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