• wairwair commented on the post, cone 5 years, 6 months ago

    I picked up the ice cream cone and threatened, “if you do that one more time…”.

    I wasn’t kidding. I was tired of him constantly sneaking up behind me and trying to tickle me. I was a very nervous child and having someone always going for my ribs drove me nuts. I also made me very jumpy, thus the threat with the ice cream cone.

  • wairwair commented on the post, bottles 5 years, 6 months ago

    49 bottles of beer on the wall, 49 bottles of beer

    Bleary-eyed, she looked up at the shelf and cursed. Damn. There’s 51 of those f*uckers to go.
    Lying on the cold, unforgiving floor, she felt nothing, just the desire to finish those bottles.
    The laminate felt good. Solid.

  • wairwair commented on the post, bottles 5 years, 6 months ago

    49 bottles of beer on the wall, 40 bottles of beer

    Bleary-eyed, she looked up at the shelf and cursed. Damn. There’s 51 of those f*uckers to go.
    Lying on teh cold, unforgiving floor, she felt nothing, just the desire to finish those bottles.
    The laminate felt good

  • wairwair commented on the post, bottles 5 years, 6 months ago

    49 bottles of beer on teh wall, 49 bottles of beer…

    that’s how many were remaining when she took a closer, bleery-eyed look. had she really consumed 51 fucking bottles already? geez.

    she thought she could do better next time. Hoped she could. If only she could get up off this damn floor.

    It was so hard and cold and yet, so comforting.