Kind and downtrodden immigrant friend, I am sorry to see that your wife feels no compunction about upbraiding you in public. To make matters worse, her ancient dialect bellowed at this volume sounds much like a sack full of cats slowly drowning in a pond. I do feel for you, although not as bad as I feel for me. I have to hear this cacophony of gibberish and be embarrassed seeing this pilfering of your masculinity.
Monday, August 18, 2008
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