Diane was in the kitchen one night last week, slaving over the stove preparing dinner for her less than thankful family. Kyra walked in, looked at her and cocked her head to the side.
"Was it bad-hairday-at-work day today, or what?" she asked.
Diane spun around and dropped her jaw. "What?"
"I said, 'Was it bad-hairday-at-work day today, or what?'" Kyra repeated. "What? It's just a joke!"
Yeah, like THAT softened the blow.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
It Only Gets Worse From Here On Out
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