It's like asking a bricklayer to build a house with a $0 brick budget.
It's like criticizing a baker's bland cookies when he has a 1/2 cup sugar ration.
It's like making a race car driver jog the Daytona 500.
It's like auditioning for the philharmonic with a kazoo.
It's like eating spaghetti with chopsticks.
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It's like cleaning two feet of snow from the front of your house with a spoon. Argghhh, I feel your pain.
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