Friday, 6 April 2007

This is my daughter's Daddy


6 comments:

mutleythedog said...

Scooby told me to do it...

The Hitch said...

I hate "males" like that,
slovenly and laid back.
On that note I will now put on starched pyjamas, slip between starched sheets and remain immobile until 0600hrs
Awake, 20 mins PT, cold shower and shave, full cooked breakfast at 0645hrs, leave house at 0715hrs and then sit outside my local tube station drinking strong lager and begging for spare change until 1700hrs.
DISCIPLINE!

Lilith said...

Oooh, Hitch! Do you gargle Dettol before bed?

I used to enjoy a Special Brew on the way to/from work in my misspent. I once got on a crowded hot commuter train and cracked open the tin, spraying it all over the man (straight looking suit) sitting opposite. Naturally I was mortified. He smiled and pulled out his own gold can :-) phew!

Lilith said...

Actually that was part of the incompatibility. Slovenly and laid back. We both are, but he was so much worse that the ensuing chaos was unnavigable. (is that a word?)

I once stopped doing housework all together (I was studying, self employed, had a two year old, worked a 25hr job whilst he sat on the sofa reading the paper). It took him nearly three weeks to notice!

Lilith said...

I thought he was dead organised when we met. It wasn't until I moved in with him that I realised that it took two cleaners, three times a week, to maintain him...and his Mum paid!!

mutleythedog said...

Does he have the giant sandwiches still?