The majority of husbands remind me of an orangutang trying to play the violin.
The majority of husbands remind me of an orangutang trying to play the violin.
'Are the gods not just?' 'Oh no, child. What would become of us if they were?'
It turns out we can do this not only practically but also theoretically.
We confess our little faults to persuade people that we have no large ones.