Mr. Washington called to tell me that I had won millions of dollars and new car and was I home to receive it.
I said I was at the hospital because my husband had a heart attack.
He said I hope he feels better.
I said I don’t.
WHAT?
Well, sugar, he hits me. When I don’t do as I am told.
WHAT?
I have to birth the babies, plow the fields, harvest the crops, keep house, wash his socks, cook his meals and wipe his butt.
NO!
Yes, sweetheart!
By the way, do you need a rich girlfriend? Bring me my money and we could go off together to some big city like Pecos.
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A Textmail number, by the way
The next call he told me tie a red scarf around the front door handle to tell them I don’t have Covid. Now that is the dumbest thing I have ever heard.