Ever tell you about the time she reached into my tool chest to throw something at me -- my iron I used to stick Formica edging on zipped right over my head -- what were we arguing about -- fixing the broken leg -- on her ironing board -- ya-cant make this shit up --
You should write a comedy of your life. You'll be a millionaire.
Ever tell you about the time she reached into my tool chest to throw something at me -- my iron I used to stick Formica edging on zipped right over my head -- what were we arguing about -- fixing the broken leg -- on her ironing board -- ya-cant make this shit up --
Sounds like the time an old gf beat me with her penny loafers