Oh Tommie. What happened to "
It felt great to yell at my roommates!"? You don't have time to referee your roommates but you will take the afternoon to prepare a dinner of appeasement for them? And dinner is, what,
LASAGNA??? I just hope she learned that from Garfield and not from her new hippy ethnic theater-folk friends. Miscreants, all of them!
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I'm less wrried about what she's making than the truly disproportionate size of the oven mits implying that Tommie is developing giant hands like the Hulk.
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