Dear Mother
Jul. 19th, 2010 06:38 amI'm sorry that Thomas fiddled with your TV set yesterday and somehow messed up the cable feed. And I know you know that I usually wake up hideously early every morning. But calling me at 6 AM to ask me to troubleshoot over the phone will:
A) Do you no good, since I can't make sense of your descriptions and I'd need to see it myself.
B) GIVE ME A FUCKING HEART ATTACK!
A) Do you no good, since I can't make sense of your descriptions and I'd need to see it myself.
B) GIVE ME A FUCKING HEART ATTACK!