11 June 2006

You have balls

You have balls

So I came home from work last night to see toys strewn across the living room, and the highchair still full of food and sitting out in the middle of the room. Even though dinner was 8 hours ago.
You then had the balls to complain to me about the kitchen being a mess. Pardon me, but did you forget how to load a dishwasher? Or wipe a counter off? Or put a toy in a box? What about folding clothes? Did this slip your mind, too?
Gah, 2am in the fucking morning you choose to start a damn fight over housework. You were home all fucking day, maybe you could do a little somethingsomething, instead of bitching about when I do it?

- your only -

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