My washing machine won't spin.
My filling crumbled and my tooth is killing me.
My studio headphones broke.
My ex hasn't paid me a dime since December.
My shed is full of bees.
My dryer vent hose is ripped.
My cats have worms. Eeewww.
My bank balance is $1.
My love life is even less.
Shit.
Damn good thing I still have my sense of humor!
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If you add three chords to your truth, you should have a hit song. You are either entitled to a royalty check or an orgasm. Cleave to that sense of humor for dear life! It will save you. Thanks for sharing, Deb!
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