Still going on with this random titles thing..

So I borrowed Ross Kemp in Afghanistan off a mate the other day. Haven't had the chance to watch it, because I always seem to end up doing menial things. Washing dishes, doing laundry, ironing said laundry, being annoyed by the number of drunks who confuse the bush across the street with a hotel room, putting the girls to bed. And one of them is far too big to be put to bed. Still, she does say thank you afterwards..

But that's the problem with feminism. I JUST WANNA WATCH MY BLOODY DVD! Maybe, yeah, at some point in time women were being treated as second class citizens. I'm really not seeing that anywhere around here at the moment though. I'm being treated like these women claim to be! Damn it!

Karma is a bitch.

But what did I do? I borrowed a DVD.