jigg has this old beaten up t-shirt that could easily mistaken for a rag: it has yellowed, acquired unidentifiable stains, and bore holes of various sizes all over. Consequently, it has been dubbed the “holey” shirt. I have requested on multiple occasions to throw the shirt away but my husband adamantly refuses and claims that [...]
jigg said to me the other day: “Your eyeballs are big…like Keroppi’s!” Notice that he says eyeballs and instead of eyes. Oh, and he compared me to a frog.