It probably isn’t a good idea to yell “Holy Shit!” in a voice of abject terror during an intimate encounter.
I couldn’t help it. We were on my bed and I happen to look over in the corner, and there was one of my two cats, as casual as he could be, watching his mom.
Um, creepy.
So instead of gracefully stopping things, I chose to yell, “Holy shit, it’s Reggie!” In retrospect, it may have been a bit of an overreaction. I mean, he’s just a cat and he was just chilling on the corner of the bed, not ready to pounce on my guest or anything. I’m sure I’ll be hearing about that for a while.
Oh, and I was also mocked for my pronounciation of the following words: barrette and crayon and perhaps something else. Apparently people in Indiana say things phoenetically. So I say “cran” instead of “cray-on.” Blow me.
∗ Posted by Monique on 08.26.2006
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When you have dogs you learn to shut them out of the room. Oh, and I get teased about how I say barette as well. Along with a few other words.
Comment by Grins - August 27, 2006 11:50 am
Priceless!
Comment by Mr. Fabulous - August 27, 2006 6:51 pm
i have friends who have to lock the cat outside. early on they nicknamed her “sex kitten” for her veuyeristic (sp?) tendencies.
Comment by kat - August 28, 2006 12:13 am