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A Womens Poem...
He didn't like the casserole And he didn't like my cake, He said my biscuits were too hard Not like his mother used to make. I didn't perk the coffee right He didn't like the stew, I didn't mend his socks The way his mother used to do. I pondered for an answer I was looking for a clue. Then I turned around and smacked the shit out of him... Like his mother used to do. |
FUNNY!
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I loved it! Thanks--
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I WASN'T expecting that....too funny :lol: :lol:
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Too funny!!
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That is so funny. When I was first married my hubby always compared me to his mom and I came up last. I told his mom about it one day and boy did she light into him. It's the last time he did that. I had a great MIL.
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ROLMBO! Wish I'd thought of that with my first husband!!!!
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I LOVE IT .... TOO FUNNY
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So THAT's what I should have done!
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Bravo!
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