well, I can tell you, about your short story 2k,
that woman is me...and yes, it is a dream. :lol::lol::lol:
my younger brother used to crack me up.
We would walk down our road together for exercise,
and after a particularly rough day with the wifey,
I would say, "so how's life treating ya?"
And he would laugh and say, [i]"bitch and moan, bitch and moan..."
there's a man, I could understand without details, lol! :wink: