I cruised slow and sexily towards the fridge dragging my left leg hanging onto my right arm with a rigor mortice grin on my face. Then with a breathlessness like the blonde bombshell would envy I leaned down to open the fridge door
Not being too bright as we know if you are a sex symbol you dont need brains...I yanked the door open with a flourish that almost put the fridge mechanics on double time smacked myself squarely in the face with errant door
Tears of laughter and pain (having visualised the sheer come hither of all this) I reached into the f#@$+g fridge blindly grabbed for the butter and the creamy coleslaw the last bit if cold chicken and did the sex shuffle of coleslaw and sointo the kitchen found a two day old bread roll (waste not want not) and cafefully buttered it in fact it was utterly buttered when I was done
Chopped up chicken and put it on the roll feeling generious I fed what was left to wotsit the cat who was making loch ness imatation lakes of drool warching me.
Slipped the top off slipped the top off the creamy coleslaw and spread it onto the other side if the stale bread roll benefits being suspended during the swap from being walking dead to aging dead makes one become quite frugal. To be fair the coleslaw Was extremely creamy I then moved back into my safe pkace to enjoy . lawd knows its a quite a feat making a sandwich......
And lo and behold a miracle had taken place the coleskaw had been turned from creamy coleslaw into a very thick white milkshake slash slush puppy no dinner fir me then
My carer who actually does care came along and decided that I was too distressed and depressed cant think why and called my ,ate the hairdresser sony is training her daughter in lawand I am the guinea pig some hours later I had extensions and hair to match the dumb sexy blonde I was becoming like
Well two out of three isn good odds hmmm not too bad for 62 she thinks and sits up straight all night to preserve the look
SO WHATCHA FINK LADIES