Me: “You yelled that you lost your glasses, then I found your glasses, and then you still yelled at me.”
Gary: “Honey, I yell at the Rams; that doesn’t mean I don’t love them.”
Putting the TMI in absentminded
Putting the TMI in absentminded
Me: “You yelled that you lost your glasses, then I found your glasses, and then you still yelled at me.”
Gary: “Honey, I yell at the Rams; that doesn’t mean I don’t love them.”
3 responses to “How Deep Is Your Love”
1. That Bee Gees song from which you have cribbed your post’s title is one of my all-time favorite songs. Seriously.2. See if you can make the Roomba suck up Gary’s glasses, only so that he can yell at it and not you later.3. Or, hide the wee baby Dr. Peppers from him if he yells again. That’ll learn him.
Anonymous Boyfriend yelled at me when I woke him up at 7 am on Saturday. Then he yelled at me on Sunday when he slept until 11 because I let him sleep too late.Excuse me, do I look like an alarm clock?Wait – don’t answer that.
“Oh, I thought you were a grown-up boy who doesn’t need mommy to wake him up.” -Me, Sarcastic Bitch