Oh wait, do I sound bitter?
Do I have a tone?
Try fucking pissed. Yeah, try that one.
No, it wasn't our Silver or Golden Anniversary. What's the traditional gift for ten years of
I could've dropped a hint, a gentle reminder. Yeah, I could'a done that. Oh no, wait a minute. I DID. Like three times this week. So when night falls and there's not even a congratulatory sticky note on the fridge to say Babe, we made it! Thanks...
...for the three kids you birthed
...for sticking out a rough couple of years financially
...for being there to say goodbye to loved ones
...for the last TEN YEARS worth of foul smelling laundry that has been cleaned, folded and put away
You can bet your sweet ass that I'm pissed. And for the record, it makes no difference in the world to me whether or not Madrid won or not. Red card for you, Mr. Picklepits.
RED CARD FOR YOU!