So my good friend came over yesterday and babysat the kids so that OCD and I could go out. And how did my dear husband treat her when we got home? Here's the conversation (my friend is referred to as Miss D)...
OCD - (frantically picking up pieces of a game) Why the hell did we buy this game?
Miss D - Um... you didn't buy it. I did. It was a gift for B's birthday.
OCD - Doh!
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