Sunday, April 17, 2016

Well played

theboy was in the toilet and I was waiting to go in. So I sang an insulting song while I waited about how I was going to grab his bum when he came out. 

Then he charged out of the toilet, the spiky toilet brush held before him, and he twizzled my arm with the wet, spiky end, having obviously just twizzled it in the toilet before charging forth.

I was not expecting that.

He looked for an improvised weapon—a gross, disgusting, improvised weapon—then met the challenge. 

He promised not to do it again—to attack people with a freshly twizzled toilet brush. But he's set a precedent and I have to confess i will think twice before singing at him when he's in the toilet. 

Well played. 

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