Well last night my husband decided to drive home at 2 in the morning and surprise me. He went around to the back of the house and tried to open our bedroom door. It was locked. (Which it usually never is.)
And that? Happened to be very, very, VERY unfortunate.
See, he was going to sneak into our bedroom, strip naked
and crawl into bed with MY SISTER!!!
Oh Lord God up in Heaven, had that actually come to fruition it would have made my life complete and I could have died happy right then and there.
See, he was going to sneak into our bedroom, strip naked
and crawl into bed with MY SISTER!!!
Oh Lord God up in Heaven, had that actually come to fruition it would have made my life complete and I could have died happy right then and there.
Guys, it would have been perfect. My sister is a heavy sleeper, the room is pitch dark, and I know how my husband likes to slither in and spoon up. I have no idea why the stars didn't align last night and allow this to happen, but in retrospect? It's probably better this way. I mean, I'm pretty sure that my sister would have screamed bloody murder and died from a heart attack, but not before punching my husband in the face, then I would be upstairs hearing the screams going on downstairs, and I would automatically assume that my worst nightmare is coming true and the serial murderer has arrived and I too would have died of a heart attack.
However I still think it would have been worth it.