September 10, 2004

Ya jes' never can tell 'bout these sort of things

I jes' ain't up to it, right now. I know it ain't like me to not have somethin' to say, but my eyes are heavy and I hear my bed beckonin'. I feel the natural urge to slide my weary self 'neath the sheet - singularity intended. I personally only lie 'neath one and lie atop t'other. I ain't sure who coined the euphemism "'neath the sheets" but technically, I don't 'member ever bein' in a bed where I was 'neath more than one sheet. Wow, that's much more than I thought I had in me. Ya'll sure are a lucky bunch, sometimes. I think that is a good thing. Don't you?

The navel wanted no part of this. End of report.

Posted by Tiger at September 10, 2004 10:52 PM