So after two days of brooding and hard thinking(apparently!), Mr. Brilliance comes to me and says I think I know what the problem is. You think you're right and I think I'm right. Simple! That's it?!!%&*#
Now, honey, man of my dreams, you wdn't need a doctorate for that. Bet our 18 month old was thinking the same thing. Bet if he could, he would even articulate it better.
What is it with men?
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