Men are so illogical. They expect to be made to feel at home in a hotel and expect hotel-type services when they are at home.
The Lord gave me a job to do when he put me on this Earth. And I've fallen so damn far behind, I'll probably live forever.
I've read so much about the detrimental effects of smoking and drinking that I've decide to stop.......reading.
Life is a constant battle. In the morning against hunger and in the afternoon against sleepiness.
Work isn't a dick. Effectively it can come to a stand still for days.
Everything is in place when the husband is running the car, the wife the household and the mother in law an electric current through herself.
If I had my life again I'd make the same mistakes, just earlier.
My wife is always complaining that I don't listen to her...or something like that anyway.
Real pleasure is not having no jobs to do. Real pleasure is when you have loads and still do crap all.
I hope you have all learnt something today
[ 10-20-2005, 08:07 AM: Message edited by: Vaskez ]