I don't just want to stomp and throw luggage. I want to throw file cabinets and chests of drawers. My kids took away my saw after the sofa incident, so I haven't destroyed anything in the living room yet.
I'm having fever-induced flashbacks to memorable tv ad campaigns of the Sixties and Seventies. "Mikey likes it." "Mama mia, that's a spicy meatball." "It's the real thing." "I can't believe I ate the whole thing." "I always keep two in my tutu."
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