Did he fall asleep as usual leaving you with .....
...... all the dishes to do? I thought as much.
Did these little rascals help to make your day go with a bang?
I thought they would.
Pass the Febreze, or alternatively blame the dog!
Will you feel guilty if you don't turn this into nourishing, hearty soup?
I sort of guessed you would.
Sod it, life's too short - send out for a pizza!
Come on now, this is no time to feel sorry for yourself.
Have a quick shower, put on some lippy (optional for male
readers, transvestites and strict vegetarians) and prepare to party.
It all kicks in again in a few days time!
I can almost smell the anticipation, or was it those
damned sprouts again?