Is there anything worse at 7.30 in the morning than getting your shop brand wheat biscuits as far as the bowl before discovering that there is no milk? Even though you had a conversation with your partner yesterday morning which resulted in them volunteering to definitely buy some more milk?
Admittedly everything is absolutely terrible at that time in the morning, but this is up there with the phantom banana snatcher. Now I finally see where emos are coming from.
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