Shoose, honey…

If I am going to stumble into the bathroom
early in the morning and be awakened to the
glorious sights and smells of a quarter pound
of pubic hair in the trash can and a toilet
full of shit and dirty toilet paper, can you
please let me know in advance?

I’d at least like to be able to dress for
the occasion.

🙂

Luvashu,

sammy