Him: Happy. “Hi, Honey – I’m home!”
You: Fuming. “You’re late. Now dinner is burnt, I’ve got a headache and it’s all your fault.”
And what else is his fault? Let me guess – the cold you caught because he had a cold, your getting in to work late that day because he was talking about something (who remembers what) which distracted you from getting ready . . . and on and on.
Wow. At this rate, yo…
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