My wife’s birthday is coming up at the end of the month. If I miss it or forget to get her flowers, it will be the end of my world.
That isn’t going to happen nor is the end of the world, maybe Wasserman-Schulz’s, Hillary’s, Susan Rice’s, Samantha Powers, Charlie Mannafort’s, DeBlasio’s, or hopefully, Chucky Schumer’s (I’ll throw in the Gobbler Sen. O’Connell just to show that I’m bipartisan when it comes to getting rid of the incompetent crooks in Congress).
“My wife’s birthday is coming up at the end of the month. If I miss it or forget to get her flowers, it will be the end of my world.”
In 2012 a faculty member at the library where I worked asked if I could find out what time of day the Mayan calendar predicted the world would end. I asked him why he wanted to know and and he replied, “My wife wants to drag me to her office Christmas party and I was wondering if I’ll have to go?”