Quote of the Evening

Kent put down his newspaper. If she was going to go 'into one' again about his inability to let her know where he was last night, he was damned well going to go back into the arms of the woman he loved. I mean who does she think she is anyway, he mused, since when has the washing machine had the power to smirk slowly at my disfortunate helliwinking. I'll cropulate that machine even if it takes me until this side of the other side of a large pot of Burtingloop Hamsnicker.

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