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Originally Posted by Lups
You fucks won't go to my kitchen so yeah.
Well, you can do the dishes but I'd rather have you experiencing the more wild side of my life.
My life usually goes weird early.
5 am: "come, the dog is sick"
5.15: "Oh, okay, cool, I won't do that again. So liver illness and no small fish for the dog?"
5.45 am: "So youre sure she'll be fine?"
"No, but she is 16 and all vets would tell you to put her down where as I tell you not to do stupid shit."
6.45am: porridge making time.
7. Am : wake up the kids.
8 am: send them to school, call the vet and handle the dog.
8.15: forestry, basically raking.
5-8 pm: stupid kid shit and grocery shopping and library and still fucked and also cooking dinner.
3 am: second or third book since 7 am is the time I wake up at.
I do so hope you will decide to come here and enjoy your housewife experience provided by Lups.
I'll do the cheese but for the love of god... help me sort out how the remote controller to our tv works. I really want to watch one movie when I have the time.
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No forest fires for you?
If we came, we would need to bring the dog. He supervises dinner.
I don't think you got the "cut the cheese" joke. I am such a "stinker".