Scientist. Theologists. The guy whose about to miss his deadline. My husband.
But it has to exist, because someone keeps stealing mine.
Here are a few of those thief's today:
- Cat throw up. Thank you Harley.
- Dishes Dishes Dishes. We're eating off the floor tonight, the food will end up there anyway.
- Laundry. It breeds. Cloning is possible, because my clothes do it in the washer, and then multiply exponentially in the dryer. Maytag has come a long way.
- Chloe. I love her to death, but she literally sucks the time and life-milk out of me. Every hour. This would explain why she has more chins than the Chinese phone book. BAHAHAHAHA. Oh, my favorite joke.