Awhile back, I saw this post on Tumblr that said, How much more must we mackle? and I laughed and laughed and, much to his annoyance, have quoted it to Betty ever since. Its gotten to the point here in Chez Wyllys where all I have to say is, How much m-- and Betty is letting out a long-suffering sigh and staring at the ceiling as if to ask the Gods of Plaster to give him strength to handle his broken, obnoxious wife. I feel for you, Betty. Honestly I do. AND TO SHOW IT, IM PRINTING OFF THESE CARDS FOR YOU WHILE WHEEZE-LAUGHING FOREVER.
Posted on: Tue, 20 Jan 2015 20:43:49 +0000
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