Ouachita
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Getting home from work this evening, I perform my usual routine. Drive up, walk in, give her a larapin hug, grab a beer, and go check on the last one due to calve.
No calf.
Thirty minutes later, I drive back up to the house as she's walking out the door with some lighter fluid. My deductive reasoning suggests that she's grilling some steaks tonight, so I excitedly asked "what's for supper?"
She says "I'm burning the trash, azzhole".
Dear God,
I love her. Thank you!
No calf.
Thirty minutes later, I drive back up to the house as she's walking out the door with some lighter fluid. My deductive reasoning suggests that she's grilling some steaks tonight, so I excitedly asked "what's for supper?"
She says "I'm burning the trash, azzhole".
Dear God,
I love her. Thank you!