Don... we just had a shouting match (well.. short as it may be)
about how long he takes to open the door.
He drove us to the city or .. actually i can't remember where, cos
he parked so far away, i went into hysterics..
Oh.. actually it was the route that he took. I went bananas over
which route he took! And i'm like.. I"m never getting into your
frigging car. And tonight, it was how he takes forever to open the
door. He said, well next time open it yourself. So i again.. pulled
out the trump card. FINE, next time you can open the door to your
own one bedroom cos i'm not staying here anymore.
Opps.. bad huh?
