I can swallow the shit out of pills, swallowed a suppository not so long ago and it hardly even hurt.
When you say making the bed, do you mean like just shaking the sheets about n shit, or that hotel style where everything is tucked in and it’s a fucking nightmare to get in there?
This happens to me all the time lately, don’t know why it’s happening, but glad that I don’t go about the place commando.
Mainly putting the sheet on the mattress, also make a right faff of changing the duvet and pillow covers
Putting the sheet on the mattress is a horrible job and the fact that science hasn’t come up with a better solution is probably why extra terrestrial life hasn’t bothered getting in touch with us yet.
My mum is like this, throwing her head back over and over until she finally gets it down
Not sure that you’re doing that right.
FAO onion strugglers - you just need to get a sharper knife
I can’t think of anything - I’m a bloody good all rounder while not being significantly good at anything.
Still alive though so checkmate
You’re really significantly good at brightening all of our days here on community.drownedinsound.com
what a significantly lovely thing to say x
smee, I thought you were excellent in Creep (as the non-Creep)
I spill drinks all the time
Another one for ironing! My Mum apparently used to drink a half bottle of red every night whilst ironing my Dad’s shirts. She’s very good at ironing. I may adopt this technique.
EDIT: I may have been over exaggerating here, a half bottle of wine and a half bottle of wines worth of shirts EVERY night seems excessive.
How many shirts did your dad wear?
I iron to music rather than booze, and ironing one shirt takes about the length of one track, so about four minutes.
A lot! … I presume.
Probably because she kept spilling red wine on them.
I’m too impatient for shaving and often cut myself. But once I get to the end of a shave, I think to myself,: it’s not too bad really, I won’t rush so much next time. I always do rush it though.