Because MF is on some new jacked-up sleep medication, I've been charged with the task of waking her up at 7:30 a.m. until further notice. Here's this morning's wake-up call:
MF:...........yeah...
TR: You up?
MF: Since 5.
TR: That sucks. I've got to go get ready. I have class this morning.
MF: All right, but call me on your way to work so I can tell you the dream I had about your mother.
3 comments:
poor minus.
i can't catch a break anywhere.
Somebody needs to check Garey's filter!
ughhhhhhhhhh!
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