My now-ex-wife used to let our young son climb into my half of the bed right after school. I’d come home to sand in my bed. It took me a while to figure out she was doing it on purpose. A few years later, I discovered she was cheating on me. Now, I happily sleep alone in a sand-free bed.
Gail the snail?
Submitted 3 weeks ago by ickplant@lemmy.world to [deleted]
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DarrinBrunner@lemmy.world 3 weeks ago
BallShapedMan@lemmy.world 3 weeks ago
I wonder if I’m the crumbs sometimes…
justdaveisfine@piefed.social 3 weeks ago
I suspect if you were the equivalent of crumbs in the bed, you would not stop and consider if you were the crumbs in the bed.
kamenlady@lemmy.world 3 weeks ago
Too busy crumbling
SatansMaggotyCumFart@piefed.world 3 weeks ago
What if you’re partly crumby but also partly self-aware?
chefdano3@lemmy.zip 3 weeks ago
The disinterested cynical introverted friend of the fun obviously interested, hot person you’re trying to get involved with.
That bedtime snack will be delicious, but you have to deal with the crumbs after.
Ardyssian@sh.itjust.works 2 weeks ago
It’s me - I have eczema. Literally flaking off in bed right now
zloubida@sh.itjust.works 3 weeks ago
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