WARNING FOR SARAH: If you're reading this, please note it contains references to slugs. You've been warned.
Last night I hopped in the shower. Washed my hair and face, etc., etc. Then, as I went to turn the shower off I noticed a slug floating around the plug hole (this is not unknown in my flat—the first time I had a bath there a huge slug crawled out of the overflow pipe and then fell in the bath with me... no, I'm not sure why I still live there either). In a very girly way, I shrieked, grabbed onto the shower curtain, which pinged off in several places, slipped a bit and narrowly missed knocking myself out on the bathroom cabinet. I finally got out of the bath, breathed a sigh of relief and turned to confront said slug. Then I realised that it was just a bit of slug-shaped plastic which had fallen off the shower fitting.
I. Love. You.
ReplyDeleteI love you too!
ReplyDeleteI'm eating my lunch at the moment so thanks for sparing me the embarrassment of projectile vomiting over the girl who sits opposite me.
I'll read this post a bit later when it's safe to do so... xx
Oh you didn't tell me this one! It tickled me.
ReplyDeleteI would have done the same thing.
By the way... that was Jo. x
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