I had to go over our round again.

I'm sorry I spazzed out Don.

I hope you had fun anyway. Trying to intervene when your spouse is having an argument with a police officer on the phone about your son is not conducive to a calm, zen-like approach to anything.
I'm pretty sure California sank
with my misconception and inability to comprehend rules from a blondesplosion.

Excuses are like butt implants, and now that Dr. Don has opened his Derriere business, everybody's got one.

The blonde beastie shall depart to bounce off the boards another day.
