Last weekend, I fed my cousin’s cats while he and his wife were away on a camping trip. I don’t normally snoop in another’s house, but I was so damn hungry. In the pantry, I found a box of unopened granola bars. My hunger conquered courtesy, and I savagely attacked the box.
Yesterday he called to say that his wife had left him, claiming that, “He’s such a lazy slob, he can’t even close a box.” I guess it was the ‘final straw’...but what’s the point of sliding the tab into the slit anyway – they are individually wrapped.
Yesterday he called to say that his wife had left him, claiming that, “He’s such a lazy slob, he can’t even close a box.” I guess it was the ‘final straw’...but what’s the point of sliding the tab into the slit anyway – they are individually wrapped.
