When the lady in the office next to you keeps her door propped open and talks extremely loud using speakerphone all day… (Taken with instagram)
This would definitely speed up morning chores. (More images here -> Marvelous Mexican Penthouse)
What?!?!
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really ****** it up this time
Didn’t I, my dear?
Didn’t I, my dear?
Is it to much to ask for the freedom to take you to dinner? Or to drive around everywhere and do absolutely nothing?