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 1 month ago by ickplant@lemmy.world to [deleted]
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DarrinBrunner@lemmy.world 1 month ago
BallShapedMan@lemmy.world 1 month ago
I wonder if I’m the crumbs sometimes…
justdaveisfine@piefed.social 1 month 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 1 month ago
Too busy crumbling
SatansMaggotyCumFart@piefed.world 1 month ago
What if you’re partly crumby but also partly self-aware?
chefdano3@lemmy.zip 1 month 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 1 month ago
It’s me - I have eczema. Literally flaking off in bed right now
zloubida@sh.itjust.works 1 month ago
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