Monday, August 21, 2006

rock and/or roll at penriff heights

phew. that was a big one.

pg and his lovely gf retro doll had invited us over for house warming drinkies on saturday. on our way to their place we visited swinging susan and discoman.

swinging susan is preggers BIG TIME and about to pop any day now. she was wearing a bright red polka dot top that amplified the belly into gigantic proportions and i can tell you bunnies, that it was one of the most beautiful things i have seen.

see, while i do hate kids i still think that the belly of a pregnant woman is incredibly beautiful.

they had created the perfect lil love nest ready for the baby to arrive they seemed very happy and excited about this new project about to launch.

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we arrived at pg & retro doll's house 4pm on the dot. heh, i bet they were expecting me to arrive at least a few hrs late as i usually do. we were treated with a delicious dinner cooked from scratch (everything dairy free too!) and to top off a perfect dinner, retro doll whipped up a divine berry pie for dessert.

we marinated ourselves in hefty quantities of alcohol throughout the night and by the time someone brought out the single malt and the cards, deviant gave up and passed out on the couch.

i pissed myself laughing with retro doll trying to make the bed for deviant while he was passed out on it and growling like the piss monster he was. we were only trying to make him more comfy but i think he just thought that we were poking him with sticks just to disturb his sleep. hilarious i tell you.

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the next day i was hoping i would have passed out when he did. i was pretty fucken fragile all day. we went to katoomba and did the whole touristy snap-happy thing before driving back to the city.



i honestly didn't think i'd make it back to deviant's house and i dare say it was the most painful car ride of my life. after arrival, i crawled into his bed and curled into a small trembling ball while he carefully glued the broken pieces back together and let me sleep it off in his arms. to finish off the recovery process, he cooked a delicious dinner carefully listening to my hangover cravings.

such a good man he is.

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