Just Look Somewhere Else

I’m not sure reading the newspaper is much better.

 

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10 Responses to Just Look Somewhere Else

  1. Cathy in NZ says:

    definitely especially if she born under the sign of Aries…you only have her look at you & you know you’ve in trouble! I’m an Arian and I’m known for major flareups…not so much now, because I’m home alone!!

    but there have been some magic events…my ex- learnt fast and he told someone a number of years ago – :”if she is swearing loudly, do NOT get anywhere near her, because whatever it IS is going to be your FAULT…” wait for quietness, leave it another 15mins then casually enter the room and quietly say well don’t say anything, just in case, you have to back out fast”

    one spectacular time not with “ex” but with an absolutely idiotic flatmate who had a fixation with tidy-up (a guy as well) and he went into my dye room and decided to tidy up (not a good idea mate) so he put all the plastic bucketS together! Next time I was in there, the buckets were all stuck together MAJOR EXPLOSION!!!!

  2. Rummuser says:

    Being a man, I shall pass.

    • Jean says:

      ??? Sometimes it’s the guys who are the grouchy/hot tempered ones. I’m not sure reading the current news is a good escape.

  3. tammy j says:

    LOLOL! on all counts here. post as well as comments.
    in my family they called it ‘red headed.’
    daddy would say…
    “walk softly this mornin’ kids. your mama’s a little red headed!” 😀

  4. I had to laugh! This is such a great cartoon! Thanks for bringing us a little early morning cheer, Jean! I also love the term, ‘a little red headed’…good fun!

  5. Cathy in NZ says:

    interesting how one’s hair can label oneself! Soon as you go grey (naturally) you’ve toooooooooooooo old to have any type of brain/opinion/other.

    And if you have an explosion – somehow you are heading for the looney bin or similar…

    i used to dye my hair but as the $$ were chewed up valuable candy-buying – I stopped, and then my then hairdresser said that “silver” was the new “blond” – I’m not quite silver but I’m okay with that…

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