Peering at Him with a jaundiced and cynical eye one said, so
you felt bloated and sluggish after the food of yesterday. It was a free day
and we had the most divine lunch, followed by an excellent dinner at our
Tuesday night vanillas that was finished with baked cheesecake... three
different flavours of baked cheesecake. In hindsight the third flavour might have been a bit
much...
No, I feel pumped. Stop spoiling my pitch. I feel pumped. I
feel pumped. He recited in the same tone a small child sings I can't hear you,
I can't hear you.
The jaundiced eye turned more concerned as one wondered out
loud if He had been taken over by some strange otherworld creature...
I feel pumped. I go to the gym because I enjoy it and it is
good for me. I go to the gym... His voice trailed off as he headed towards the
laundry to strip off.
Obviously the gym air con is inadequate for this time of the
year and He was about to have some sort of seizure... This is not the man one
has known for fifteen years.
OMG it's happened! All those times people on forums have
declared that they can turn at any time and become dangerous limb chopping
monsters... It's finally happened. Of course He's become more of a self harmer
than actually dangerous to one small slave, but it's only a matter of time. This
is obviously the first sign
Sighs and He seemed so sane... yesterday
3 comments:
You better start baking some cheesecakes and cookies then to slow him down again :).
People grow, they change, they go to the gym for a few weeks and then slack off again...
Or worse they cook biscuits and sausages... which sounded very tasty might one add :D
I love biscuits and sausages....mmmm. We went to the gym yesterday. Briefly. But my arms were sore from the weights. I think we will go again tomorrow. I'm really glad I have my back massage-y chair. It really does pretty well for a chair.
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