I've sent DH up to the shops to get something simple for supper as I'm not feeling too well hungover. Firstly he wanted me to txt him to tell him what to buy. Annoying, but fine. Then he txt to ask what it looks like (I've asked him to get a cooked chicken!), so I sent him a google image. Now he's asked where in the fucking shop it is!!!
He's just txt to ask if he can just get something simpler!!! Wtf is simpler than a cooked fucking chicken!!
I bet he comes home without it!