Walking with my husband last winter we rounded a bend and the sight was beautiful. Berries covered in frost glistening like Christmas lights in the countryside. I thought how gorgeous they looked and said this to my husband when he said ,,, I thought they looked poisonous. How differently we all think. If we all thought alike the world would be a boring place.
AIBU To Be So Annoyed at the Stupidity of This
Father's Day Sunday — nobody makes cards for this type of dad


