You know what is not a fun way to wake up in the morning? By having your dog leap up and pounce right on your left chesticle, which is swollen and sore in preparation of the Monthly Confirmation That You Are Indeed Without Child. (My right one is, too. Just to avoid any confusion.)
Also, this may or may not have taken place the other day:
Schmoobs: I'm going to go to the store for some firewood. Do you need anything?
Ys: Yes. Chocolate cake.
Schmoobs: Um...okay?
Ys: I'M ON MY MENSES.
Also, this may or may not have taken place the other day:
Schmoobs: I'm going to go to the store for some firewood. Do you need anything?
Ys: Yes. Chocolate cake.
Schmoobs: Um...okay?
Ys: I'M ON MY MENSES.
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