Aaah. So how apt is it, that just as I’m preparing* for my first DW in a long, loooooooong time, I receive my prizes from Nurse Myra for her much fun limerick competition.
Hilariously, I had to pick up the parcel from good ole’ SA postal service, who are notorious for their odd employees. Postal Dude** grins broadly and says, exceptionally loudly; “Hey, lady, I need to see when your birthday is.”
Cue blank, arched-eyebrow look.
“Ag, lady. Your ID book.’
Ah. *sigh*
[takes proffered book]
“Aaah, thanks man. Hey, your birthday is soon. HEY, You’re 33. Like in two weeks or so. Cool.”
[wanders off to find parcel]
*eye roll*
[Postal Dude ambles back…no rush here.]
Even louder: “Hey lady, it’s from your friend Nurse Myra. Who lives in Australia. How cool is that?”
Dork.***
I just smile and nod. If only he knew.
So Nurse M…thank you. I luuuuuuuuurve my prizes. What a haul…can’t wait to try the sparkly straps. And I really, really like the Alex Lloyd. That boy can sing. And what the hell is a Nurse M prize without a pussy. Gorgeous, just gorgeous!
I also luuuuuuuurved my DW, even if it was attacked by crunchiness and lergies.
*grin*
*packing of lingerie, defuzzing of fuzzy bits, grinning with glee
** He worried me that he might indeed go postal
*** Someone once told me that a dork is apparently the bone in a whale’s penis? Well. Ok then. I can’t find corroboration. But hell. It’s the best description I’ve heard!
[scratching head, blinking...] “DW”? seems it involves crunchy lingerie and defuzzed bits?
oh I’m so glad you liked them! xoggoth only got a mini circumciser and a cd so he might be jealous when he learns you got extras. girls are much easier to buy for than guys
and what the hell is DW?
is it “downstairs waxing”?
General: Herewith a clarification: A DW is a….dirty weekend. I was whisked away for a sordid weekend of sex, sleep, sloth and gluttony. Fabulous. Apart from the appearance of a dreaded lergy, which only upweighted the sloth and sleep elements.
@ Dais > haha. Nah, my lingerie is not crunchy, thank you very much. It’s generally of a shocking colour (pink being a current fav) and either very lacy or very silky. The DW did involved defuzzed bits, though.
@ Nurse M > A mini circumciser? Poor xoggoth. Is he a mini? And yes. Buy this girl anything, and she’s as easy as hell
@ Nurse M (again) > *snort* No one. I mean NO ONE! Is coming anywhere near my *downstairs* bits with hot wax. Ever. *shriiiiiieeeeeeek!!!*
ah…. dirty weekend… of course….
lucky duck!
DW! Where and when can i get one? Screw, sleep, screw, eat, shower/screw, sleep, eat/screw, sleep… repeat as necessary! (sigh)
And here I thought I’d found another fan of DarkWing Duck. “…when there’s trouble you call Dee Double You…”
@ Nurse M > Yes. I am.
@ Dais > No, no. Not a DIY. A Dee Double Ew ;. Mind you. There was a little DIY. But I had help, so it doesn’t count. *wicked grin*
@ Noord > Duck off, bucko. Does Fois Gras mean anything to you? Pass. Me. The. Crackers!