Wouldn't You Know?
So the CFO breezes in for the weekend, plops down on the couch with the Martini in hand that I just made her, and sez "Hey! You didn't dust the lamp."
Wouldn't you know it? That $@$#%#^* lamp is probably the only thing in the whole $@$#%#^* house that wasn't dusted. Folks, I've been busting my butt all week cleaning the garage, basement and house, and have not had the time to plop it on the couch to actually see that $@$#%#^* lamp.
Makes a househusband want to cry. No, make that scream. Primordially.
I'll bet you always wondered what he was screaming, didn't you?
That $@$#%#^* lamp.
Wouldn't you know it? That $@$#%#^* lamp is probably the only thing in the whole $@$#%#^* house that wasn't dusted. Folks, I've been busting my butt all week cleaning the garage, basement and house, and have not had the time to plop it on the couch to actually see that $@$#%#^* lamp.
Makes a househusband want to cry. No, make that scream. Primordially.
I'll bet you always wondered what he was screaming, didn't you?
That $@$#%#^* lamp.
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