Nov 03, 2008 20:49
Dear men in my life,
You know I know.
When you yell out, "where is my . . . (whatever thing that belongs to you that you can't find because it's wherever you last dropped it)," that no matter how nicely or politely, I still know what you really mean --
Please drop whatever you're doing and come serve my every need.
And sometimes I don't even get the please.
men,
find,
lost,
warning