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Originally Posted by atisketatasket
3...2...1...liftoff!
Art - your husband gives you trouble, tell him he'll have to deal with me. *scowls menacingly, cracks knuckles meaningfully*
Or, just tell him to go do something anatomically impossible.
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I will picture that, and think that!! Thank you!! And, instead of worrying about it, I decided to go to the grocery store and buy a bottle of wine and a frozen pizza and hide in my room til it's time to go to bed. Pizza's in the oven now and I'm 1/4th of the way through my first glass of wine.