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Return of the Fuckster

September 27, 2006

So…last night, as S and I were cuddling and doing our pre-sleep rituals, I threw my leg over her stomach (do not picture dirty here, people, think big hug) and she said, “ok, no bladder poking, I have to pee.”

After a few more minutes of sharing sweet nothings, I moved my leg (but sorta accidentally pushed into her bladder while doing it) and she went to the bathroom. When she returned, I spent the next 10 minutes or so convincing her that she had peed on my leg “just a little bit” when I kneed her in the abdomen. She (rightly) didn’t believe me, but then through a wonderfully convincing acting job, she bought it. I called her my little peepeehead for a good 5 minutes.

She didn’t like this. She didn’t like it even more when I said that I was going to blog about the whole peeing on me incident. I said that I could totally blog about it because it didn’t break any of the “you may not blog about this” rules. She knew I was right.

I let the game go on for just a little bit more and then I broke down and told her the truth – that no, she really didn’t pee on me, and that I wouldn’t ever actually blog about her peeing on me.

But because I jave so much guilt over my pre-bedtime behavior from yesterday, I thought I’d let you all know how much of a prick I really can be. Seems fair, eh?

I’m sorry, love. I will never try to convince you that you peed on me ever ever again.

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