Murph’s Baclofen (or should that be BacloFUN) diary
I was walking the dogs down by the river yesterday, I bent over to pick up the lab?s water toy and I felt something go in my back. It?s a rather secluded area with not much in the way of foot traffic and my immediate thought was ?Oh bollocks, I?m going to be stuck like this and some random American hillbillies are going to find me and make me their piggy?. Having recently watched the TV series Justified, I?ve decided it?s nice and easy for me to imagine all Americans as hillbillies and their sexual proclivities are based on Deliverance. Fortunately there was no permanent damage to either my back or sphincter but it made me realise that I need to do something to try and regain some modicum of suppleness. Any suggestions?
I also got to thinking that if I was really supple and could easily bend my back and had a really bendy neck I wouldn?t have any need for women. I shared this extraordinarily humorous observation with Mrs Murph, as she entered the door after having spent the day slaving away in order to support me, and then I asked her to make me a cup of tea. She said ?no?. Actually she said an awful lot more than that including an expletive riddled outburst describing where I should place the teacup. She does have an awfully vivid imagination and at times she can employ a rather filthy turn of phrase.
Profanity from a woman is dreadfully un-ladylike. When they use male vocabulary it tends to make them somewhat less female. And when that happens it makes it so much more difficult to keep them in their place. Not a situation anyone would be happy with, I?m sure you?d all agree.
A bac/alcohol related observation (just to give me an excuse to have written yet another outrageously offensive post): I?ve lost all interest in sweet things. I?m not sure why. Perhaps it was the big increase in bac, perhaps the total abstinence from alcohol, the new diet, the exercise regime, or a few days of overdosing on dried fruit, but along with my craving for booze I?ve lost any interest in sugar. Very odd. What next? Maybe I?ll lose all interest in sex. If that happens I?ll cut my knob off and turn it into?mmmmm? I dunno...maybe a baseball bat.
I was walking the dogs down by the river yesterday, I bent over to pick up the lab?s water toy and I felt something go in my back. It?s a rather secluded area with not much in the way of foot traffic and my immediate thought was ?Oh bollocks, I?m going to be stuck like this and some random American hillbillies are going to find me and make me their piggy?. Having recently watched the TV series Justified, I?ve decided it?s nice and easy for me to imagine all Americans as hillbillies and their sexual proclivities are based on Deliverance. Fortunately there was no permanent damage to either my back or sphincter but it made me realise that I need to do something to try and regain some modicum of suppleness. Any suggestions?
I also got to thinking that if I was really supple and could easily bend my back and had a really bendy neck I wouldn?t have any need for women. I shared this extraordinarily humorous observation with Mrs Murph, as she entered the door after having spent the day slaving away in order to support me, and then I asked her to make me a cup of tea. She said ?no?. Actually she said an awful lot more than that including an expletive riddled outburst describing where I should place the teacup. She does have an awfully vivid imagination and at times she can employ a rather filthy turn of phrase.
Profanity from a woman is dreadfully un-ladylike. When they use male vocabulary it tends to make them somewhat less female. And when that happens it makes it so much more difficult to keep them in their place. Not a situation anyone would be happy with, I?m sure you?d all agree.
A bac/alcohol related observation (just to give me an excuse to have written yet another outrageously offensive post): I?ve lost all interest in sweet things. I?m not sure why. Perhaps it was the big increase in bac, perhaps the total abstinence from alcohol, the new diet, the exercise regime, or a few days of overdosing on dried fruit, but along with my craving for booze I?ve lost any interest in sugar. Very odd. What next? Maybe I?ll lose all interest in sex. If that happens I?ll cut my knob off and turn it into?mmmmm? I dunno...maybe a baseball bat.
eeky:forgive me for lurking... BUT...
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