In our master bathroom we have a waist-high towel cabinet across from the toi toi that girl kitty likes to sleep on. I just walked in there, lifted the lid, yanked down my Calvins and reached out to pet the cat. At the same time, the lid fell back down and I sat on top of it closed, but I was already to pee and it scared me when the lid fell. It was kind of loud and it startled me. And I peed on it.
At this point, I obviously need a shower. So I go to take my turtleneck sweater off and my necklace gets caught in it and my hair gets caught in my necklace. So I'm struggling and fumbling - and it's dark in there 'cause it's a black sweater - and I decide after I stumble into the TV that I am in need of C's assistance. I manage to make my way to the living room.
Me: "Honey? I need your help."
Him: "Why? Did you get the brush stuck in your hair again?"
Me: "No. Worse."
Him: turns around "What the ****??!!!"
Me: "Don't ask, just help."
Him: "OK, hang on."
Me: "You better not be reaching for the camera."
The rest is kind of a blur. Suffice it to say he now has possession of some extremely humiliating images.
At this point, I obviously need a shower. So I go to take my turtleneck sweater off and my necklace gets caught in it and my hair gets caught in my necklace. So I'm struggling and fumbling - and it's dark in there 'cause it's a black sweater - and I decide after I stumble into the TV that I am in need of C's assistance. I manage to make my way to the living room.
Me: "Honey? I need your help."
Him: "Why? Did you get the brush stuck in your hair again?"
Me: "No. Worse."
Him: turns around "What the ****??!!!"
Me: "Don't ask, just help."
Him: "OK, hang on."
Me: "You better not be reaching for the camera."
The rest is kind of a blur. Suffice it to say he now has possession of some extremely humiliating images.
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