Conversations with my Slack
This morning, over IM:
Me- I don’t know what to blog today.
Slackmistress – We were talking about something last night…before we started talking about cripple fucking.
Last Night at my house:
Me: There’s been a car parked in my spot for two days.
Slackmistress: Who does it belong to?
Me: I don’t know, but they have handicapped plates…I think someone is having sex with a cripple.
Slackmistress: When we live together…I don’t want you sleeping with girls in wheelchairs…House rule…no cripple fucking.
Yeah, she’s the one for me.