“Matrimony… the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Casamiento Segundo, its until-death-do-us-part mission… to explore a strange new relationship… to seek out a new life and new adventures… to boldly go where no sane couple has gone before.”
Señora has a common female habit of removing her brassiere when she comes home. She lays this unique feminine article of apparel in various places: on the sofa; on the coffee table; the kitchen table; occasionally casually tossing them in the direction of a chair in the family room. By spells her knocker lockers actually land on the chair rather than the floor. Not infrequently she forgets that they are there, or perhaps thinks she will take them upstairs in a bit. A bit sometimes being in a day or two.
A while back I started taking her over-the-shoulder-boulder-holders and hanging then in various places: one of the light fixtures over either the dining room table or kitchen table; the track lighting behind the couch; one of the decorative arms of the clock in the family room; etc.
Not uncommonly her double-barreled slingshot will stay there for a day or two. Occasionally they have been there for several days. Señora suddenly discovers her booby holster and becomes quite agitated with yours truly… much to my perverted delight. She always asks how long her keeper-of-heavenly delights has been there. So far no one has been in our house and asked why a bra is hanging from the chandler over the dining room table, or perhaps they were polite enough to ignore it.
Am I wrong? I hope not. It is quite entertaining.
And so it goes.
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I always wonder when you comment with ??? if you are perplexed or disapproving???
Your muse my dear….keeps me smiling!
Well, now I know to make an appropriately funny comment if one should remain upon our next visit. 😉
Or, both???
He was probably responding to my “Thumbs up emoji, Senor Medio De Casamiento Segundo???