Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Seriously, he avoids washing silverware like the PLAGUE!

Me: *teasing* Maybe you could hire someone that could wash the silverware for you. That way you don't have to worry about it sneaking through the house, slipping past your mom and brother, sneaking upstairs... grooming the cats a bit as it goes by... then stacking up so it can open the door, and slipping inside the room... fucking with Kohime-chan a bit because she's there and she'll be rolling around it... and then stacking up, borrowing into your bed... and then GOUGING out your eyes!
Boyfriend: You shouldn't joke about that... my friend was raped by a salad fork.

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