Perhaps every woman should come with a manual on “101 Ways to Not Irritate the Everloving Shit Out of Her,” but I would imagine that calling me during the season premiere of “Grey’s Anatomy” would be a freaking given to not DARE do.
To whom it concerns: If you know I’m ignoring you and you want to try to reach me during a time you know I will be available, fer crissakes, can ya at least ring the goddamned phone during a commercial break?
I mean, Meredith lost her panties! I couldn’t catch my breath from laughing. (I feel ya, sister!) Too bad it was Life screwing me that day and not McDreamy. Or any of the hot men on the show. *swoon*