
Frankly, we never use them, but Gary won’t let me sell them in the garage sale because he loves referring to “the pile of stool in the hallway.”
(Source: grandinroad.com)

Frankly, we never use them, but Gary won’t let me sell them in the garage sale because he loves referring to “the pile of stool in the hallway.”
(Source: grandinroad.com)

Old Man Soap sat on the same bench he’d sat on nearly his whole life, but the sight of the two indiscreet teen soaps nearby made him think the time had come to find himself a new vanity.
(Source: potterybarn.com)

Gary, what did I tell you? You leave the back door open and the patchwork ceramic dog is going to come after our food.
(Source: wisteria.com)
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