DON'T FORGET MY DRILL!
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DON'T FORGET MY DRILL!
Euphemism :dry:
She's forcing the chap to march now, this is getting beyond h4r5h.
Worked though. He remembered it, and my shelves are now resplendantly clinging securely to the wall in all their bookish glory.
are you storing his testicles on them too?
she used them up in a shepherds pie long ago :no:
Steak and mushroom actually.
She said she had to heat up Chebus portion if memory serves.
I've not cooked his testes, nor have I divested him of them in any way. All I did was put some shelves up because 1. They needed to be put up straight away, and 2. I have the ability to put them up.
Plus if they fall down then it'll be my fault, not his. Thus ensuring no blame-slinging maritals.
They wont fall down BTW.
crabgirl, you own a drill, get pissed off when your lover borrows it, put up shelves yourself and then even state "They wont fall down"
you are one of a kind, respect.
He didn't borrow it. His boss did. He was merely the transportation device
:lol:
poor you, i hope you don't have to mother him too much.
Not at all. He was out catching wild cows with his teeth and slaying them with his mighty man arms for our tea. I'm pretty sure he could've put the shelves up no problem but I needed them done now, not procrastinated about.
You men know what I'm talking about.