Crap, Crap, and more Crap

A couple of days ago…Finding boxes of old Kodak photos, and film. Aggravated, she seems to be getting nowhere on the **reduce, reduce, reduce** project!

Frustrated wife:

“OMGawd….too much CRAP!   Why?”

Confused husband, scratching his head and looking at stacks of photos from his college days, half over-exposed film.

“Yeah, how did we accumulate so much shit?”

Wife:

Uh, I married you. (mad laughter)

Husband:

“And you were so lucky… (kisses wife on forehead)

…Lucky that we live in confined space, and that I don’t have even more.  Just think, if we lived in the Midwest, I would have sheds full of things…”

#truth

“…Oh, and by the way, did you come across the large bin of baseball cards yet?  They are in the garage too.”

Wife:

“Are they worth any thing?”

Husband:

“To me.”

#crapcrapcrap

 

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9 thoughts on “Crap, Crap, and more Crap

    1. I fear if we do that, my husband will go outside one day (to the shed) and never return. Kids go find your father – and then THEY don’t return either! (that’s a new plot for a horror movie waiting)

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