The sun is shining, I'm not at school, my beloved is attending a coffee (& I suspect Gin) morning with her lady friends, and I'm at home with no-one for company except the little dog, a good book (not the bible) and the remains of lat night's wine. (Lindemans Reserve Coonawara Cab. Sauv. 2006)
Absolute bloody bliss.
Don't get me wrong, I'm devoted to my beloved, and really love our time together, but like most males, I also enjoy some solitary moments. And this is one. All the chores are done, I can forget the bloody school and just relax.
I can also look forward to the remains of the fantastic fish pie we had last night, oozing butter, cream, cheese, crusty mash topping and with 3 types of fish. Quick zap in the microwave and I'm all set. I might even open the othe bottle of red brought by a guest last night (a 2008 Shiraz from Aussie, called Rolling from the Central Ranges) I might.....
Shit, she's home early, bye.
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TSB (not the arena, the Scotsman), you are very naughty at times.
ReplyDeleteI made her come home because you are a sinner.
ReplyDeleteI've got a good mind to turn all the wine in your house back into water!
"I made her come home because you are a sinner"
ReplyDeleteWhat happened to free will then sunshine?
Who is this who questions the word of his saviour?
ReplyDeleteJesus Christ!
Oops, take that as a profanity, not just me telling you my name.
"I might.....
ReplyDeleteShit, she's home early, bye."
What you need to do is have the vacuum cleaner all hooked up and ready to go so when this happens all you have to do is flick the switch and pick it up. It works wonders. Oh, it also pays to move a bit of furniture - just a few inches so that the movement is noticeable.
Beware imposters.
ReplyDeleteThe real Jesus
It is good to relax yes?
ReplyDeleteIn my country we drink and play the Zorka while the women get the water from the pump.
"Jesus Christ!
ReplyDeleteOops, take that as a profanity, not just me telling you my name"
Repent heretic. The holy see will not tolerate the lord's name used in vain. (well maybe if it's in his interest).
Thank you for that domestic tip TC,
ReplyDeletenormally I would have something like that prepared, you know, things like having the dishwasher half emptied and left open, or putting up half the washing, and leave the clothes pegs and the remaining washing in the basket ready to go. I'm glad that other blokes have also developed these basic survival skills.
Jesus Christ! Sorry that was a profanity, I wasn't just saying my own name.
ReplyDeleteI put women on Earth to serve you buggers. You're not supposed to be frightened of them!
What the bloody hell is the world coming to?
I can see that my mission 2100 years ago was a complete bloody waste of time. Next time I'll be on the Romen's side. See, I think I just created another plural, just to prove I'm the real Son of God.
"Next time I'll be on the Romen's side. See, I think I just created another plural, just to prove I'm the real Son of God."
ReplyDeleteI don't thimk the son of God would have problems with spelling.
Wanker.
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