When my wife came home last Sunday afternoon to find the kitchen and living room a mess, the laundry still in a pile by the washer and me asleep on the couch having done nothing but drink вееr and watch telly all day, she yelled, “Watch yourself, Mister, or you’re going to make me do something I don’t want to do.”
I thought, “I can’t believe it - I’m going to get a fuскing вlоw job out of this!”