My sister used to let me stay up and watch Johnny Carson in her room but in payment I had to scratch her back. My husband constantly has me scratch his back. During nap time I have to strategically place myself so that I am to scratch both boys backs at the same time while also being able to lay down. I get on the computer and my cat sticks her back in my face and sits on the computer. Then the other day I get Taco Bell and my mild taco sauce says....Will you scratch my back?
Really? I think scratching backs is what I must have been put on this earth to do!
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
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