Morning After

Once upon a time, LoH stole his housemate’s bed and took it on a tour of all the pubs in town. Snout and I once spent a whole week in bed, rattling with pills and frosted with powders, chewing on mushrooms and weeping at the beauty of the ceiling. He proposed to me while I was pleasuring him on a pool table. We were very naughty, when we were younger. Last night we watched some educational television (largely fish-based) and drank wine out of real wine glasses, as opposed to gravy-boats or teapots. Documentaries are the new Class As.