Crappy tradesmen can kiss my ass. Not literally of course.
One of the light bulbs in the dining room exploded without warning tonight.
We bought new fluffy white towels and some flannelette sheets today.
The carpet is being installed tomorrow.
The ad for Bridesmaids on the telly doesn’t do the movie justice. It’s rather good.
I gave myself a French Manicure yesterday and it is totally passable.
What about you?