First, my cat dies and the Weedwacker works and the air is let out of my chef's hat and Popeye's bye-bye.Now, Donna can't find her Turbie Twist.
We're in the midst of a full-fledged turban disturbance. Where, oh where, is that "super absorbent twist and loop hair towel?"
My bride's bummed by a blight of blots.
