"I know. It's incredible. It's me!"
or click here"What's the time? Goddamit!... What's the time? Fucking shite!... What's the time? Great, now I'm gonna be fucking late. Next time answer me the first time. Titty fuck!"
or click here"Oooh. You know what would be good? Arse bags. Big bags full of arse."
or click here"I think my feet are turning to jelly. Can't stand up straight anymore. Feel like a weeble."
or click here"You're in the crosshairs of my love. And my aim is true. Bitch."
or click here__________
Karen's notes: A special treat today - all the audio!
I was just getting back into bed from the bathroom when Adam asked, "What's the time?" I couldn't figure out if he was awake or asleep, that being, of course, the logical question to ask upon waking unexpectedly. Not that he usually swears like that when awake but, you know, no one really likes waking up in the dead of night. He kept asking, and I was suspended in confused silence, waiting for a sign. Once he got to "now I'm gonna be fucking late," my confusion evaporated.
When he said "arse bags," I thought, "did he just say arse bags?" And then, as if hearing my silent question, he made himself perfectly clear. By that time, I was starting to lose it, as you can hear.
|Those of us who grew up in the 80s certainly know what weebles are. "Weebles wobble but they don't fall down!" Does that ring a bell? For you young 'uns out there, this is a weeble. You smack them, and they pop right back up! |
To fully understand what he was saying, you need to remember that, in the UK, "jelly" = jell-o.
By the time he got to "crosshairs of my love," he had rolled over and had his arm around me. When he ended with "Bitch," I broke down laughing. He woke up, hearing a gasping sounds and feeling my body shake, and asked me with great concern why I was crying.
I never did get back to sleep.