I’m fairly certain that if I called anyone I know “snookums” they’d kick me in a particularly sensitive location on my body.
I’m hardly down on love, mind you. Quite the contrary! I’m fond enough of it to be actively & happily polyamorous. But let’s be honest with ourselves, one and all: When we were newly fallen we probably annoyed everybody. Nobody dodges that bullet.
At any rate: Happy Valentine’s Day, folks.
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My ex and I called each other “Pooky” only semi-ironically. (Of course, that was before the “I hate yous” set in for the long haul.)
Yes! The Brains duck is back in full force. That’s my favorite character. I’m strange, I know-but it akes me laugh every time! Happy V-Day!
I love writing for Bob and Score, I must admit. At least, it gives me a break from coming up with really terrible puns… *wry grin*
I called my last S.O. “Little One.” She was younger than myself, and just a smidge over five-one. My shoes weighed more than she did.
It was surprising how she could manage to smack me on the back of the head without using a ladder, but she often did when I called her “Little One.”
This made me hurt my face, I smiled. Thanks.
Welcome, I apologize, and thank you. 🙂