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gategrrlI'm sitting in front of the computer in our den, when I hear a sharp thunk! on the roof directly over my head. And then there's a strange vibrating sound that's really strong. I call the Guy in to listen before the sound stops and he never believes me. He hears it, and drags a ladder over and climbs up on the roof to find...whatever it was.
And what was it? A violet plastic vibrator, one of those cheap bullet style ones! Still vibrating, loudly!
This isn't the first incident, either. There are the 5 or 6 times I'd find a pair of underwear with a pair of shorts or pants. That only stopped when I threw a collection of them back over the fence. Then there's the time I found a DVD disc lying face down on our grass. I picked it up and it was a XXX porn flick! I kid you not!
And these finds are always on Tuesday mornings, just right for the gardener to find, or my kids, after school.
Very weird.
The Guy threw the vibrator out. It was still buzzing in the Trader Joe's double paper bags. Probably still buzzing now. Good thing tomorrow's trash night!
Raunchiness: click at your own risk!
And what was it? A violet plastic vibrator, one of those cheap bullet style ones! Still vibrating, loudly!
This isn't the first incident, either. There are the 5 or 6 times I'd find a pair of underwear with a pair of shorts or pants. That only stopped when I threw a collection of them back over the fence. Then there's the time I found a DVD disc lying face down on our grass. I picked it up and it was a XXX porn flick! I kid you not!
And these finds are always on Tuesday mornings, just right for the gardener to find, or my kids, after school.
Very weird.
The Guy threw the vibrator out. It was still buzzing in the Trader Joe's double paper bags. Probably still buzzing now. Good thing tomorrow's trash night!
Raunchiness: click at your own risk!
