You know how to tell Wal Mart to "f*ck you"? Go broke. Then you can't even afford to walk in there. I toasted stale bread for breakfast. Skipped lunch. Grilling freezer burned chicken for dinner.
Good thing the kids are at their Dad's.
And good thing that Mr X likes chips and hot sauce...
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When you're sharing it with the one you love, who cares if it's freezer burned! xo
vic
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