Bloody Hell This Morning…
No, husband, I don’t know where your notebook is.
No, husband, I don’t know where your keys are.
No, husband, I don’t know where you put your wedding ring.
No, husband, I don’t know what happened to your spare shirt.
No, husband….
No, husband….
NO. GO TO FUCKING WORK.
BLAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH.
Haha. My partner does the same thing.
‘Tanya, where are my keys?’
“How the hell should I know? It’s *your* car.”
Then comes the inevitable panic-hunt for the car keys…it’s a wonder I get out the door at all..
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analogwatch reblogged this from aithne and added:
I’m sorry, are you guys all me and are all your partners my husband? Seriously?
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aithne reblogged this from barbeauxbot and added:
Laura once found...friend’s house...our garage, where
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trilliumg reblogged this from thewolf-inme and added:
resemble this post. The guilty party… :-(
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thewolf-inme reblogged this from magesmagesmages and added:
Yes! I do that too. Jimmy’s keys always have a way of turning up in the strangest places. He has a habit of leaving them...
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magesmagesmages reblogged this from thewolf-inme and added:
And he stands in the middle of the living room looking helpless until I make some sort of cursory effort to help. These...
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thewolf-inme reblogged this from magesmagesmages and added:
Haha. My partner does the same thing. ‘Tanya,...are my keys?’ “How the hell should
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freckles04 reblogged this from magesmagesmages and added:
sympathize. We had a similar set of moments yesterday. GRRRRARGH!
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