100 Unhappy Days

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Friday, 22 August 2014

Day79: Dry toast

The Mrs: Can I use the hairdryer in the front room?
Me: Are you asking me if we have electricity in the front room
or are you asking me to get you the hairdryer from the kitchen?
The Mrs: The second one. Oh and a slice of toast.
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      • Day 80: Key Parenting
      • Day79: Dry toast
      • Day 78: The unfairest of them all
      • Day 77: Mr Pink
      • Day 76: Moby Dick
      • Day 75: All mapped out
      • Day 74: Fatal Attraction
      • Day 73: Cheesus Christ
      • Day 72: Gumbo No. 5
      • Day 71: Some Mothers Do 'Ave 'Em
      • Day 70: How much?
      • Day 69: RIP Robin
      • Day 68: You spin me right round
      • Day 67: It's Raining (on) Men
      • Day 66: I need some weed
      • Day 65: D'oh
      • Day 64: What a pain
      • Day 63: Thanks Batman
      • Day 62: High as a kite
      • Day 61: Stone me
      • Day 60: For the love of God, No
      • Day 59: Give a gal a break
      • Day 58: Let's raise a (free) glass
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