It’s a MALE Thing
I’m in trouble now. It’s getting late and it’s snowing hard. She told me to meet her at the feeder at 4:30, but I must have tuned her out when she said what feeder. When she starts yelling at me, I’ll use my standard defense: “Yes, Dear, but did you tell me when I was listening?”
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