mom just stumbled in the door, in her words, "funking druk". and mumbling something about wanted to let a salty sea dog put his greasy paws all over her. when she left, only a few hours ago, she was off to an innocent dinner on somebody's boat.
hmm, something in the air this month?
Posted by katemikkelsen at November 14, 2003 08:07 PM | TrackBack