To be honest one hadn't looked at anything except the inside
of the cupboard since coming home. There was a shocking migraine you see and
one small slave was peering in it in the desperate hope that there might be
some rich source of carbohydrates that were safe to eat. When the tummy is
roiling all it wants is toast. It is something that one can no longer oblige it
with due to that little gluten issue.
Makes small note to self; brown rice is repellent to both
the nose and the stomach when having a migraine L
I thought the immobilisers were interesting He carried on, rolling over one's disinterest.
So after making Him breakfast and lunch one snuck a peek on
the way to bed. Umm... what sort of depraved mind would come up with these?And why does He always manage to find this stuff?
Prays quietly to any saint that looks after small slaves
that they do not find their way to our tiny domicile...
No good is going to come of those L
3 comments:
Ow, they are pointy. You're right, no good can come of that.
They immobilise the muscle so you can't flex it, rendering you unable to escape. It sounds like a horrid idea... cruel and inhumane even :(
Eeek, I agree!
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