I was looking for a way to lessen my upcoming punishment for breaking curfew, but judging by the ridicularity (yes, it should be a word!) of my pouty face, I think I might be up shit creek. With a paddle.
Damn those late night phone conversations. Next time, dear friend, I'm sticking the phone in the fridge! Talk to my lettuce!
Oh my. Oh my. I generally do not like Daddy scenes but this one was hot, hot, hot. Made me wet. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteLOL, if you are up shit creek, a paddle is definitely the way to go
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