Mar 06, 2012 18:22
Ben,
Try not to wake me up when you come to bed. You're like an ultra-polite gorilla some nights. Unless you want to be an impolite gorilla. Then you can wake me up all you want. I got groceries, so you can put away the pemmican and eat some real food. Dibs on the smarties.
FYI: I think we just came out to Turnbull. In case he calls asking for your gay credentials or something. Don't worry. He's gay too. With Vecchio.
Love you.
Ray
arch to the sky,
fic,
due south