Husband to Me: “I’m Glad You’re Not Perfect!”
“Whoa, looks like I got a little carried away with the pitchfork,” I mutter to my husband. I had just glanced out the window, only to see a small fountain shooting from the punctured soaker hose. …
“Whoa, looks like I got a little carried away with the pitchfork,” I mutter to my husband. I had just glanced out the window, only to see a small fountain shooting from the punctured soaker hose. …