So, as I was having surprising sex with an ex on the sofa his dead flatmate had lain on, and the ex's fiancee was heading into the flat, I swears to you love, I thought two things...
1) "I now have the perfect end for my novel"
and
2) "I really shouldn't have worn these shoes."
7 comments:
"surprising sex"? is that the kind of sex from which one awakens and thinks "good lord how did my dick get in this man's ass"?
Sorry but I have to know - fiance, or fiancee ?
And I do worry about the inside of your head.
have you been taking something again?
And the SHOES? They weren't those red clown boots with the green daisies on, were they? And, oh my god, you HADN'T left the FH&W sale sticker on the sole had you??
I didn't expect it. I really didn't. And, uh, yes.
And the shoes pinched terribly.
As a Calvinist preacher might say: "A pinched sole doth betoken a contrite heart!"
brilliant, Dr Sibley!
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