The Shoutbox
Originally Posted by doubledenim
Originally Posted by Austruck
Originally Posted by doubledenim
Sounds like he has a “Honey Dont” list.
I gotta find that list and rip it up!
He hides it under the stairs
UNDER the stairs I'd be safe. It's ON the stairs where I have the problems.
Originally Posted by Austruck
Originally Posted by doubledenim
Sounds like he has a “Honey Dont” list.
I gotta find that list and rip it up!
He hides it under the stairs
Originally Posted by John McClane
Just carried that dogs fat ass up them basement steps. Thats probably how Im gonna die
That incline-farmers carry. Get them calves popping before the warm weather gets here!
Originally Posted by ynwtf
Double-D on point today, hitting the traes.
Originally Posted by ynwtf
DESTR....hm.
no.


no. i just don't have it in me to destroy things anymore.

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I have definitely considered simply grabbing a large hammer and cheerfully announcing that I'm going to start demo on the maid's room to make room for the washer and dryer. The thought of me trying to "fix" anything in this house might terrify him enough to get moving.
Originally Posted by doubledenim
Originally Posted by Austruck
Our basement stairs have NO railings--just open steps heading straight down, ending in a concrete WALL at the bottom step. You can imagine how much I hate trying to take down a basket of laundry when I am short and cannot see my feet in front of me.

I keep asking the hubby to bring the washer and dryer up to the second floor. I mean, WE HAVE A MAID'S ROOM IN THIS HOUSE, for cryin' out loud.
Sounds like he has a “Honey Dont” list.
I gotta find that list and rip it up!
Just carried that dogs fat ass up them basement steps. Thats probably how Im gonna die
Double-D on point today, hitting the treys.
Just nabbed this a couple minutes ago


Welcome to your nightmare!
Originally Posted by Austruck
Our basement stairs have NO railings--just open steps heading straight down, ending in a concrete WALL at the bottom step. You can imagine how much I hate trying to take down a basket of laundry when I am short and cannot see my feet in front of me.

I keep asking the hubby to bring the washer and dryer up to the second floor. I mean, WE HAVE A MAID'S ROOM IN THIS HOUSE, for cryin' out loud.
Sounds like he has a Honey Dont list.