Talking with Ducky about his ma’mere saying once, that her son died of a poisonous soccer ball (Just to clarify, Nain had dementia) : Me: Who eats a soccer ball? Ducky: Wait, what? Me: Oooh, you meant venomous. Ducky: Yes, thank you Ms. Pedantic! Yeah, see kitten, it was this poisonous soccer ball he ate,… Continue reading This is not a post and the cake is a lie.
I swear because I can. I swear because I was raised by tradesmen and I am used to profanity. I swear because I spent 4 years lecturing grown men about the safety hazards of heights even when they blatantly defy their own well being. I swear because I goddamned want to, and you telling me… Continue reading This is not a post and the cake is a lie.