Foofaraw (n) – A great fuss or disturbance about something very insignificant.
“Dang nabit, where are my socks, woman?” cried Angus.
“Where you took them off, you lame brain,” retorted his wife.
Angus and Lea had been married for over eighty years. In all that time, neither had spoken a civil word to the other.
“Why in heaven’s name would you pack me a roast beast sandwich when you know today is Tuesday. On Tuesday, I have fish and potatoes,” said Angus.
“That would be because some simpleton miner husband of mine forgot to pick up the fish from the market. Yu was supposed to get it on the way home,” snapped his wife.
Anna was the sweetest woman in the village when she was away from her husband. When she saw him, she became a demon, and no one wanted to be around her.
“I have to work twenty-four hours a day,” said Angus. “If I didn’t, maybe I’d have time to go and fetch the fish.”
So it went day after day with no end in sight.
Angus and Anna celebrated their 90th wedding anniversary. Only six windows and three chairs were broken; otherwise, it was a calm affair.
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