Friday, February 27, 2009

This is his life plan

My husband came back from a beer run waving a Mega Millions ticket. Like it was the golden ticket from a Willy Wonka bar. “The jackpot’s 171 million,” he says. “The guy at the drive thru asked me if I play the lottery (because all he usually buys is Kodiak and beer) and I should get a ticket, so I bought $2!”

You’re a welder/fabricator FCOL. Can’t you make some cool metal thingy that everyone just has to have to make us rich?

Fuck.

Destined to disappointment,

Hoodchick

1 comment:

Tales of the endless tether said...

Yes, but I can still wish for him to win, then you're rich!