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dragonlady7Z and I are sitting on the couch and I went suddenly to fondle his belly, which is a part of him I am most fond of. In response he goes to tickle my chubby belly, which is a part of me I am not so fond of. Wrestling resulted, which involved me resorting to biting, as I always do. I admit, it is a terrible habit. But I had had sort of a lot of things to drink. Starting with Crown Royal, and then some more Crown, and then some amaretto plus bailey's plus kahlua BUT I COULDN'T GET THE LID OFF THE VODKA! This is the tragic flaw of Frïs. The damn lid is so hard to remove.
In frustration I went to the basement and got out the little bottle of Absolut Citron and mixed it with cranberry juice and some curucao.
Z is now face-to-face with most of the fishtank. It's cute. Al can't really see him, but Mai Tai and Gib are staring at him and trying to get through the glass to eat his face because they HATE HIM. Which is what bettas do.
He's reading over my shoulder. I am going to attempt to bite his nose. hang on a moment. Damn! He dodged. I can't imagine how he knew that was coming.
Yeah, I have tomorrow off. I suppose I should not, then, be ashamed if I go to bed before ten. But I am trying to stay awake at least that late.
"What are you guys doin' on the floor there?" Z asks the betta fish, who are grubbing around on the floor of the tank for no discernable reason. "You think you're like catfish or something?"
Ha! I made it. It is ten. I will go to bed now.
In frustration I went to the basement and got out the little bottle of Absolut Citron and mixed it with cranberry juice and some curucao.
Z is now face-to-face with most of the fishtank. It's cute. Al can't really see him, but Mai Tai and Gib are staring at him and trying to get through the glass to eat his face because they HATE HIM. Which is what bettas do.
He's reading over my shoulder. I am going to attempt to bite his nose. hang on a moment. Damn! He dodged. I can't imagine how he knew that was coming.
Yeah, I have tomorrow off. I suppose I should not, then, be ashamed if I go to bed before ten. But I am trying to stay awake at least that late.
"What are you guys doin' on the floor there?" Z asks the betta fish, who are grubbing around on the floor of the tank for no discernable reason. "You think you're like catfish or something?"
Ha! I made it. It is ten. I will go to bed now.
