Thursday, November 19, 2009

Frenemy

There are days when I could kill Mr F.

There are days when I could rip his flesh off his body with my bare hands.

Today is one of those days.

10 comments:

julie said...

uh oh.

you know i feel the same way about mr. shorty.

P/F said...

Dude, I'm with you too. Mine's so lucky that I love his clueless ass.

Supermom said...

Uh oh!! Please don't hurt him too badly... You may want hom to help drive to Disney!

HC said...

Man, exciting things are happening around here these days!

Career changes, vacations, murder...

(Hide Mr. F, Hide!)

Kiki said...

Second that. Some days. He's lucky he's good in bed. (Hope no kids see this.) (Or my mom.)(You can delete this, I won't be upset.)

wootini said...

Uh oh - watch out, Mr. F.

DON'T GO TO SLEEP.

Mrs Furious said...

I went to Target for a little retail therapy. I'll probably return it all anyway but I needed something good to look forward to.
He really pissed me off tonight!

inkelywinkely said...

That's how you know it's love. When you wake up in the night, tempted to smother him with your pillow, but instead, go back to sleep, smiling and dreaming about it. :)

BsOnlyToots said...

LMAO @ Kiki! And soooo true inkelywinkely!

Hope your Target trip made it all better Mrs. F!

Me, Only Better said...

Ah, love!
I am with you today!

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