I slaved over a hot stove this afternoon, worked hard to put together a nice evening meal for Mrs Rupert, and what did I get? She picked out the shrimp from the shrimp salad and complained loudly about the tiny amount of celery and green onion in the mixture.
I'm not going to slave all afternoon in the kitchen for a whining ungrateful complainer...it's just not who I am!
Susan, if I can come live with you , this won't happen...will it?
I even washed up all the dishes, pots and pans, before she got home........her attitude sounds like spousal abuse to me?
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Anyhow, if you still want me, give me a call. I had Otis do a head count, and he will be bringing 471 Army Squirrels...and about a hundred "on the way" if you know what I mean!
We can pack fast, all I need is my nice cookware and my little X10!
Regards!
Scratch the X10...Otis said he won't travel on the same plane as a Toy Camera X10.