Friday, January 18, 2013

Mr Primark

Ok, I know it's called Primark, but I still have a hangover from Mr Price in SA , so keep saying Mr Primark.

Sometimes, you just have to go there.
To the shop, I mean.

Still, am not going to forgive The Hubby, who in the queue , said, quite loudly, WHATEVA, in answer to my question.
On purpose. Just like a Chav.
Sometimes  I really hate him.

I made him carry the Primark bag.
Revenge is sweet.



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