I Don’t Remember The Last Time Ryan and I Fought, But . . .

March 1, 2011 § 1 Comment

tonight we got in a fight about me farting outloud.

 

(Let’s just say I will never back down. I am who I am, what I am, and this includes the dinner I ate tonight.)

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§ One Response to I Don’t Remember The Last Time Ryan and I Fought, But . . .

  • Kristi says:

    Ha! This is too rich. The man whose farts I hear from UPSTAIRS gets mad at you for not being lady-like. Tammie is a wonderful woman, but she spoiled her sons by never farting in front of them. Curse her.

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