I informed my husband a short time ago that my head is going to explode because I still have a horrible headache I've had for two days. I told him that he was to make sure he cleaned the brain matter off our sheets when this happened. Do you know what he said to me??? Do you??? Well, DO YOU????
Of course you don't, which is why I am going to tell you. He said:
"The puppies can take care of the brain matter, though I do not fully support them eating junk food."
Now I ask you... is that supposed to make me feel LOVED? Is it??? Well, IS IT????