Profanity was counterbalanced by laughing at my husband's jokes. I ended up with a -1.
I hang my head in shame: I wear pajamas rather than a nightgown. I soak my dirty undies/socks/whathaveyous in the sink. I do NOT wake up happy. I have cigarette stained fingertips. Oh, the horror.
Sexy, glamorous, slim. Inclined to exaggerate. All my own hair and most of my own teeth. Able to break equipment in a single bound. Not shy of a bottle of wine or three. Am happily married to The Lovely Husband (TLH) and was owned by two cats called Sylvester Bean (who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on 27 December 2013) and Pepper Bean (who went over first on 2 November 2010). UPDATE: As of November 2014, we became the new minions of Puffle Segar and Maggie Segar who voluntarily moved out of their original home (due to the introduction of unrelated kittens) so we took them in. After saying we didn't want any more cats. Like you do. They obviously sensed there was a cat vacuum in our house and moved in to fill it, furry little buggers.
I wish I was better at everything I do.
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same here and proud of it lol
I'd not fare well either - I scored a measly 7!
-1 for me. -12 is quite an achievement - well done - something to aim for I think.
I scored a -6. I think all the profanity and cooking in pyjamas brought my score down.
I'm so proud! (also a sin)
Profanity was counterbalanced by laughing at my husband's jokes. I ended up with a -1.
I hang my head in shame: I wear pajamas rather than a nightgown. I soak my dirty undies/socks/whathaveyous in the sink. I do NOT wake up happy. I have cigarette stained fingertips. Oh, the horror.
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