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Friday, September 17, 2021

Ice

I don't understand my wife sometimes...
She always sends me to fetch a bucket of ice but she never lets me back into the room until it has all melted....














4 comments:

  1. Ha ha!! The rising fear as you hear talking down the hall... sara

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  2. I don't understand her either. Those heels are FAR too low for a maid like you. I do hope they are at least locked on.

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  3. Is that the sound of a child's tricycle i hear coming down the corridor? Seriously, this would be such terribly good fun to try.

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    x

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  4. Marvellous, a ideal punishment!!

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