When My Lazy Husband Complains About House Chores
I hate it when my husband just sits there, all lazy, and watched T.V. We both work the same hours every single day, but I still have to cook, clean, do laundry, iron and pick up the mess.
I hate it when my husband just sits there, all lazy, and watched T.V. We both work the same hours every single day, but I still have to cook, clean, do laundry, iron and pick up the mess.
I hate when people think muffins are good alternatives to cupcakes. But I hate it even more when they think twelve mini muffins is a good alternative to a regular muffin.
While on the phone with someone in another part of the country, they mention something on T.V. and tell you to turn to a specific channel, referring to it by number. But when you do so, you see something entirely different, because different regions use different numbering schemes.
This seems to be especially prevalent with people who have never been away from the immediate area they’ve always lived in.
I’m 14. I have 13 sisters and 1 brother. I’m really close to my brother, but he lives really far from me and I haven’t seen him in a year and I miss him. I’m really worried about him, too, because I haven’t talked to him in two months and my mom has been calling him a lot and he’s not answering. She tried calling his dad. He answers, but says to stop calling and hangs up. Wow. How do I know he’s okay?
I hate when people write “kewl†instead of “coolâ€. It’s way easier saying “coolâ€.
Hey, guess what? It doesn’t. In week eleven or twelve the Packers wouldn’t have made it, and they won the Super Bowl!
So my favorite NBA team made the playoffs, and lost in the first round. Now they are two spots away from even qualifying. It could be years before they make the playoffs again.
I’ve said I was sorry about ten times now. I’ve admitted I was out of order. I’ve explained my case. Why can’t you just let it go? Am I gonna have to live with this guilt for the rest of my life? I feel terrible and just want to put things right, but why won’t you let me? It irritates me so.
This one time I was at my friend’s house and out of nowhere this tuna flew threw the air and hit me. I hate tuna.
I’m not gonna tell you “good jobâ€! You’re in middle school now! You should be able to throw a ball six feet and make base in kickball!