Apr
12
Bobby is dying.
He has a cold that he thinks is turning into the flu.
I love my husband, I really do, but men are no fun when they are sick.
Bobby is convinced he is headed to death’s doorstep, and I am willing to help him get him there faster. *Insert evil laughter*
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2:17 pm
Hey, I’m sick… I seem to have misplaced my free pass to be a whiny pathetic thing, lol.
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SumnerRain reply on April 22nd, 2008 3:06 pm:
Of course you have, you’re not a man!
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