Day 166: I Attempt To Sabotage My Mother's Shopping List
Ever since I can remember, my favourite game has been to add things to my mother's shopping list when she isn't looking. I invariably add "cock ring" or "gimp mask".
Sadly, she seems to have wised up. I hate it when she's funnier than me.
I thought of you this afternoon, NWM. Standing in a queue at Sainsburys, light-headed with cold symptoms, while behind me crowds of bad-tempered people blocked the aisles by parking their trolleys across them or bashed other shoppers' shins. There was a soft toy snowman on the display over the CDs (that you are meant to your stuff on the conveyor belt, overcome by temptation); and I said to myself: If I were NWM, I'd whip out my mobile phone and take a photograph of that. But your picture is better. Much.
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MM try the frozen food aisle for the latter item, you can loiter there. Where does the cock ring go? On the parson's nose?
Hope you all have a lovely Christmas. I'm reviving hung over husband, work night out was fairly heavy duty by all accounts.
Merry Christmas and enjoy the break.
Please note, no need for new son. Phew.
I thought of you this afternoon, NWM. Standing in a queue at Sainsburys, light-headed with cold symptoms, while behind me crowds of bad-tempered people blocked the aisles by parking their trolleys across them or bashed other shoppers' shins. There was a soft toy snowman on the display over the CDs (that you are meant to your stuff on the conveyor belt, overcome by temptation); and I said to myself: If I were NWM, I'd whip out my mobile phone and take a photograph of that. But your picture is better. Much.
What a boozy H^H^H^H interesting shopping list.
Afterthought: perhaps we were communicating telepathetically. Did you take your photo at 2.25pm?
Tisner?
Nulu?
Jamie?
What is your mother buying?
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