LOL, and you say you can't write. Although, perhaps you should have mentioned that the bite marks on your feet really do occur and that they're related to two little creatures of the feline persuasion and they have nothing to do with your wife getting hungry in the middle of the night. Nothing at all.
Then perhaps that's NOT drool on my pillow... must be slobber from where you're trying to eat me.
Tomorrow I half expect to wake up with meat tenderizer shaped bruises and seasoned salt all over my ears... I should invest in a helmet. Or perhaps some sort of sleeping-wife sized muzzle.
I don't know why you'd invest in a helmet when it appears to be your feet that are on the main course. Unless you plan on wearing helmets on your feet.
omg, you guys are cracking me up!!! Since he mentioned the cats and not his wife in his post I was wondering if maybe he'd "done away" with you. Glad to know you're still alive and "eating" (I mean kicking).
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Nothing to see here, move along.
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Then perhaps that's NOT drool on my pillow... must be slobber from where you're trying to eat me.
Tomorrow I half expect to wake up with meat tenderizer shaped bruises and seasoned salt all over my ears... I should invest in a helmet. Or perhaps some sort of sleeping-wife sized muzzle.
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The spiffy people are in Tulsa. Come to Tulsa.
Tulsa. Tulsa.
Tulsa.
Tulsa.
Thank you.
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