|"Really, Jayne? We're only going overnight", quipped Roger.|
|When they arrived home, it was obvious to Roger and Jayne that the disdain|
the red bamboo chair had for the striped chair had finally boiled over and obviously, the
broom could no longer be trusted to be left in charge while they were out.
|It had been three days since the suspicious death of the living room rug,|
but Jayne knew she could never start healing until the police finished
their investigation and removed the chalk outline.
|It only took three games of vertical foosball before Jayne realized|
that she should have chosen to be the yellow team.
|After four unanswered requests for Roger to move his bass boat out of|
the garage, Jayne took parking matters into her own hands.
|As important a man as Great-Great Uncle Parnasis was, Roger still found himself|
unable to take a satisfying pee with an audience in the room.
|Neither Roger or Jayne could have expected this when the neighborhood kids threatened to TP their house.|