Slyscribe’s Notebook

“Dreams are today’s answers to tomorrow’s questions.”-Edgar Cayce.

I don’t think I’m ready for your jelly July 9, 2008

Filed under: Confessions of a mad woman, Grumbles of a mad woman, Night Fever — slyscribe @ 1:13 am

I’ve been sleeping with Beyonce…

 

I’ll give that a minute to sink in before crushing all our dreams…

 

My darling other half is far from a dancer by day (he kicks and screams if I so much as suggest he dance with me on a night out-and the scene just isn’t worth it) but by night he is the king of disco. Only problem is he’s asleep and I’m clutching for dear life at the duvet to prevent falling out of the bed. The instrument of torture he generally tends to use is his arse by sticking it out and reversing across the bed into my domain.

My sympathies go out to poor Jay-Z I can’t even begin to imagine his troubles!

 

5 Responses to “I don’t think I’m ready for your jelly”

  1. B'dum B'dum Says:

    Beyonce is one of the most hatable people on the planet.

    With her big arse and Jay-Z’s overall hugeness, they must have a f*cking giant sized bed.

    …I wonder does the pope have to sleep in a single bed, cos if he was in a double people might start saying he brings other people in and stuff?

    I dance like David Byrne on ecstacy.

  2. darrenbyrne Says:

    Em…exactly what the dude above said!

  3. kerryview Says:

    just one question. is that your arse, his arse, or beyonce’s ? As long as it wasn’t his, I wouldn’t complain

  4. slyscribe Says:

    It’s an arse I googled…can’t put a face to it I’m afraid sorry Kerryview.

    B’dum B’dum you’ve put alot of thought into this and Darren you haven’t put enough.

  5. B'dum Says:

    I would argue that my comment has the looks of one with zero thought whatsoever of what to go into it.


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