Once upon a time. . . I woke up feeling crappy and cranky.  I walked into the bathrom and said, "Shit. I'm out of fucking MIDOL!"
The next thing I heard was the front door opening and closing.  Fifteen minutes later, Wes came home with this.
In the economy size.  I think he had to go all the way to Sam's Club to get a big enough bottle, lol.

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