Yoga swing.
Anytime an adult asks what it is and I explain. They always - always always - assume its a sex swing.
Which, admittedly it could very well be if the wife wasn’t so damn unwilling.
Yoga swing.
Anytime an adult asks what it is and I explain. They always - always always - assume its a sex swing.
Which, admittedly it could very well be if the wife wasn’t so damn unwilling.
I heat my milk so I can eat a HOT breakfast like a human being.
I also always eat it at a table to avoid a -1 mood debuff.
Cold cereal? No thanks. I’d rather starve.