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I feel lately I can't do anything right. The forks are on the wrong side and the baby's bath is too warm and I try, I really do. I want to wash the dish I used and not wipe my face on the hand towel and I was gonna tell her, when she came in all of a sudden and tells me we have a problem with something. 'What thing?' 'Everything.' What a relief. Everybody knows everything is better than something. mzf
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Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 3:40 PM UTC
Everything
I feel lately I can't do anything right. The forks are on the wrong side and the baby's bath is too warm and I try, I really do. I want to wash the dish I used and not wipe my face on the hand towel and I was gonna tell her, when she came in all of a sudden and tells me we have a problem with something. 'What thing?' 'Everything.' What a relief. Everybody knows everything is better than something. mzf
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Mar 19, 2013 at 3:40 PM UTC
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