Seven years of misfortunes
Posted on December 17th, 2009 by monsoux
I broke a glass, he broke a six feet tall mirror. Then he spilled a glass of red wine on my white covers and couch. What should I do?
I broke a glass, he broke a six feet tall mirror. Then he spilled a glass of red wine on my white covers and couch. What should I do?
Tags: annoyed, brilliant questions have no answers, him //
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ciocne?te cu el un pahar (dou?, respectiv) de vin ro?u, în timp ce v? privi?i în ochi. ca s? nu ai parte ?i de 7 ani de bad sex. ah, se spune “salud” în timp ce ciocni?i.
Uh-oh… Forgive, Jesus-style? xoxo
buy a new mirror…try to clean the stain…do not believe in superstitions! or if you choose to believe in superstitions, a broken mirror is a sign of a major change…in you or outside you!
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but buy a new mirror anyway…it’s good to have one in the house (and this comes from someone who is afraid of mirrors when in the dark!
spill more till you get a really nice pattern. besides, then you can dare people to make you say where you hid the body.
I’m not upset, it’s just that it was a hell of a scare! I was busily trying to fit something in the dishwasher when, bang, the mirror broke in a zillion fragments against the tile floor. It was like something broke physically inside me too. I’ll buy a new mirror. But the fucking stain won’t go away. Damn.