Last week, when I worked some rec games with Juulie, I asked her if her husband (who installs medical equipment) could put a self-service lobotomy machine in my house. She said, "Why? The one you have is obviously working OK."
I got back at her later after she T'd up a coach. He asked me what the T was for. I told him that I hadn't called it so he would have to ask the b**ch.
At least, that's what I told her I had said.
