I had a phone call from my gorgeous blonde girlfriend today...
She didn’t sound good at all, and her voice was kind of muffled. “Honey,” she said, “I’m in the hospital – it’s all your fault...” “ What??? You’re in the hospital?” “Yeah, and it’s your fault...” “ My fault? What the hell did you do now? “You know I bought this new gas barbeque...” “Yeah, and? “And... Sign in to see full entry.