“Wives are good on paper, at least. until they turn into harpies with sharp claws and open check books. Then they're kind of frightening. And they put on all kinds of makeup and parade around the street with their shopping cart yelling "Sale on aisle seven!" at anyone who will listen. Their wooden clog sandals make a helluva racket on linoleum tile. Their plastic jewelry clatters like the bones of little children.” KindChildrenLittlesBookTurnsWifeStreetsPaperSevenBonesChecksAll KindsMakeupShoppingPlasticFrighteningJewelryParadesYellingClawsCartsAisleRacketSandalsTilesHarpiesShopping Carts Author:Rob Campbell
