“How do you possibly live with a kitchen the size of a Kleenex box? I couldn't do it." It's our funny version of groundhog day. The orange word changes, but everything else about the question stays the same. Happens every......
Me, with increasing concern closing in on hysteria, “It’s in my pants…. It’s in my pants… IT is IN my pants…. IT’S IN MY PANTS!!!!” Jack turned to look at me, wide-eyed. In what is surely TMI, I have on...
