Fucking hell. Sometimes I wished I had used more condoms. Then I might not be in this infernal pickle.
Don't you like pickles?
Wonder how it feels to live inside one of them though. Must be a sweetsour kind of life.
Glad this story ended with a hug.
That cake actually looks quite intriguing.
P.S. 6:30 on a Sunday is kind of harsh.
I love pickles! Especially the got and spicy ones that sit on my sandwich. The fetal kind are not so good 😀
6.30 was brutal. The Good Lady says she did try to get them to wait but they were too excited. The cake was awesome in a death by chocolate kind of way!
I knew it must have been excitement.
Doesn't sound like the worst kind of death, unless you're literally drowning in it.
I am sure you countered it with tea and/ or coffee ;<)
The coffee cut through! Which reminds me, I need to have more of both! 🙂