Warning!!! Profanity Ahead,....

I went to bed at 3pm leaving him a note saying as much and asking him if he would wake me at 10 if I wasn't up yet. That's was 10, not 9:30. But sure enough, he woke me at 9:30. I can forgive him tho cuz he woke me with a little poem right off the top of his head. He came stomping up the stairs to the bedroom shouting:

You Mother-Fucking

Cock-Sucking-Son-of a Bitchin'

Whore!!!

I'll cut the Mother-Fucking Cord

and that will be the end of it!

Hmmmm. This poem apparently was for the phone. I like the part about cutting the cord on a cordless phone. Kinda made me laugh. I guess he was trying to use the fax machine and he messed that up as well as the phones. At any rate, I'm sure he scared the hell out of the phone.

Gotta go! I have to leave for an appt. (no, not with a divorce lawyer.)