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Sometimes, when I get incredibly tired, words don't do the right thing. I get this sort of corner of the eye dyslexia, where words turn into frankly bizarre profanities. "Buggery Bagels." "Bag 'n Dicks." That sort of thing.
I'm pretty sure that this is why, a few minutes ago when Deb was leaving for the day, I nearly told her, "G'night, dogfucker."
I meant to say "G'night, doll."
Fortunately, I didn't say anything at all.
So tired.
G'night, dogfuckers.
I'm pretty sure that this is why, a few minutes ago when Deb was leaving for the day, I nearly told her, "G'night, dogfucker."
I meant to say "G'night, doll."
Fortunately, I didn't say anything at all.
So tired.
G'night, dogfuckers.