My wife sleeps with a plush panda under her
- My wife sleeps with a plush panda under her head as a pillow and her feet up next to my head. They don't smell, but feeling her toes wiggle against my face is disconcerting.
- But I don't complain. I sleep with my favorite flywheel extractor & my most comfortable cruiser boots on. My wife likes the leathery smell. She loves pandas so we tour from zoo to
- zoo and then she tells me to dress up like a panda afterwards. At least I still get to wear my boots to bed, but it is hot in the furry suit. My wife could have worse fetishes like
- that whole peeing on your partner thing. I'm all for some cra-cra stuff, but that is ODD. It reminds me of that one time I traveled to Vietnam to fid this rare turtle, only to find
- that it was code for decrepit man. This elder was called turtle because he had a green shaped hump on his back and had lived for so long. No. This is just too crazy for me. I shoul
- d get a glass of water so I can calm myself down. Unfortunately, this glass of water seems to have turtles swimming in it. I guess I'd better sue the company. Where's my phone?
- I dug it out of my pocket and looked up "Bigwig CEO" in my contacts. "Hi, pretty pissed off here. There are salt water turtles in my glass. I was promised fresh water! You are so
- useless your name should be NoWig CEO, not BigWig CEO: only smart people go bald!' I hang up the phone and look forlornly at the saltwater turtles. I would have to
- make soup of them now. I had hoped to keep them as my pets, but I was outta money, outta food, outta everything. 4 hours later, I sat down to my steaming bowl of turtle soup, sad
- that I was eating my little friends but happy that they had died in such a good cause - the soup was delicious.
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- 2013-09-25 01:51:12
- Finished
- 2013-09-29 05:09:13
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PurpleProf Sep 29 2013 @ 10:20
I would title this one: "Stream of Consciousness While Sitting Alone at the Dinner Table."
Spacey Sep 29 2013 @ 13:35
It truly has the hallmarks of great contemporary literature. A journey of self-discovery, a troubled relationship with his wife...so much to analyse, so little time.