XIV.

[overhard]

Morticia, how do you feel about being embarrassed in public? On a scale from 1-10, 10 being 'fuck no'.

Comments

[modraed]

I'm related to you, I'm doubt I could be any more embarrassed.

[overhard]

Did you say 1, which is 'yes please embarrass me all you like Pollux'? Excellent. Dad (ours) emailed me this:

[modraed]

Thank you for reminding me what a brilliant-looking chap I was.

[overhard]

This haircut says otherwise:

[modraed]

What, pray, is wrong with that haircut?

[overhard]

Aside from the whole front area?

[modraed]

I'd like to think I looked quite sharp.

[overhard]

This is what I say to that:

[modraed]

Bloody fucking hell...he sent you that? Bugger.

[overhard]

Our mum had to show him how to make it. I can imagine she hated every second. She's not too fond of you, but we make up for that with our everlasting love for you.

[modraed]

My thoughts regarding your mum aren't polite enough to mention in public, but be assured there's no love lost there. Now you're just getting soppy on me, shall I bring you some tampons come Monday?

[overhard]

That's all right, we'll ask the maid for some of hers should she not need them anymore.

[modraed]

Make sure they're good for your heavy flow.

[overhard]

Overnights, for certain.

Do not ask me how I know that.

[modraed]

I'd rather not know.

[prophetiaemrys]

You have Vulcan (Star Trek) eyebrows! It makes perfect sense in an odd sort of way.