I've recently experienced the frustration of watching a situation ("the situation" I will now refer to as "the dead horse") be resurrected. I thought it had been ungracefully laid to rest but apparently not and now the dead horse is going to be beaten (and really if it's already dead why are you wasting your time beating it?).
I got so angry today I allowed a tear or two to drop from my eyes. This dead horse will get no more of my tears. Excuse me while I go pick up my spade and singlehandedly bury the mofo for good.
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Seriously. When is this going to be over already??
You must be going nuts, babe. I'm so sorry this has been so frustrating for you.
Let's drink on Sunday night and tell each other sob stories. 'Cause I've got a dead horse myself.
:(
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