klutt

pensioners night at home. that was the feeling i had last night. its like yelling, complaining and cuddling is all they can do. geez, it gets me (and sara) tired and not wanting anything to do with them. felt like playing bingolotto was the next step. i mean, who starts arguing about the dishes in front of their guests? it was really just embarressing and uncomfortable. mjusch, me dont like couples.