So it looks like my life will never be complete because my wife insists that its ridiculous to hang a porcelain rhinoceros head on the wall. She was all like, “where would we put that?!” So I said, “where would we put it? Where couldn’t we put it. I mean it could easily dress up any room!” Then she glared at me in that way that only she can and so I put the Rhino head back and died a little inside.
PS – we went to the store to get bread and, “Pull-Ups,” and ended up with a whole cart full of stuff, but because I wanted to buy a porcelain rhinoceros head, I’m the one who’s “impulsive.”