Walking in the door after a long day, I'm greeted by the mailman, who decides to leave our mail at a spot where I always spill coffee on. Today it was ketchup I'd forgotten on my shirt, so now that same coffee-soaked stain is now smudged with red splotches and our bills. Perfect.

5d ago by anonymous | Report

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