|Socks by Betsey Johnson. Swollen feet by bloody marys and spicy olives.|
Cody: Hey I wanted to let you know I fixed the washer. Ummmm your SOCK went through it and clogged up the pump.
Me: bahahahahha. Thank God I don't have to buy a new washer.
Then today, I go to vacuum our bedroom and it's not doing anything. I mean the noise is going on but the cup is not spinning and anything I suck over the dusty stuff is comig out the front of the vacuum.
Me: Babe can you come here
Me: The vacuum is broke.
Cody: Again? Really you need to stop breaking it!
Me: OK OK OK.
~so as he turns it over and checks the part where the stuff goes into the vacuum, because I am notorious for vacuuming up bobby pins. There is a freaking SOCK in the roller thing. I'm not even kidding the only thing we can do is start laughing hilariously cause where do the SOCKS keep coming from!!!!!!!!!!!!!