Tip from a Secret Klutz


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Here's another one... I recall one half-asleep night when my paramour (such a nice word, that...) of the time wandered away for the self-same purpose, not bothering to turn on the light.

The seat was up, and she fell in. Dog help me, I was just enough non-compos mentis from sleep to actually laugh when the splash came. I woke up fast, pled utter jerk stupidity and dished up heartfelt grovel when she returned to bed, but relations were, um, chilly...

Posted by coyote (not verified) on Wed, 06/06/2007 - 14:47