Where are the manners?

Dec 10, 2006 22:37

We tend to shower with the bathroom window half-open so the room doesn't steam up too much. This evening, I was joined unexpectedly by a guest.

The Rock DJ is down at the local getting boozed, but JW was in the kitchen making himself some lazy dinner, so he would have heard my exclamation over the sound of running water. What he heard sounded a lot like "Go away!", which roughly translated from the original Chinish, means:

"I am trying to be naked. You have the cute and fuzzy thing working for you but my awesome nudity is invitation-only lest other women abase themselves at my glory and the Eyes of Men Explode. Not invited! Buy me dinner first!"

Then the freakish little pervert fluttered around the light some more and tried to watch me groom my racing stripe (1), and I moved the shower curtain because it is my nudity, dammit. I was Most Haughty. I don't know where the moth is now. I bet it curled up on the floor somewhere and passed away in happy satisfaction, knowing there to be no greater joy in life than my soapy naked flesh.

Pervert.

(1) It makes me go faster. Does too. Does too. Phbbbt.
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