Thank you for letting me stay in your guest room last night, but what’s the story with that bedsheet?

HahahahahaHAHAHAHAHA  I thought it might be one of his Bollywood girls costumes, he got tangled up in. 

 Wait, Morning Glory, I didn’t know that you knew about Vaishnavi!

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Suprise, surprise!

 

  Hold on, what did she say to you about me?  I might need to parse through it to make sure you get the true story . . . 

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She said; she is a Russian mail order bride and wants out.  She also let me know you told her she could join your harem.

 

  I’m sure I can save her from that horrible marriage trap, and I can also make a little room for her in The Harem, IF she meets all requirements. Have her file the usual application forms. 

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Grrrrrr. 

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Yet another one of your tricks? No thank you!

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You must be hung over... 
You used the espresso machine and made a late' didn't you?
The refrigerator, you numb-suckle!
I said, go to the refrigerator for some O.J.  Gosh.  You are worse off than I thought.
Besides, you and your tildes already agreed.  We would include you in a game of Twister next Thursday.
It's the Tildes version.  The tease, tickling, and please version.
You remember.... they invented it for you!!
Goodness. There is a box of Wheaties in the pantry.  Grab a bowl, before you go.

I'm off to work.  Please leave a note as to where you are going so I can check on you when I get back.
I want to make sure found your clothes and made it, safe and sound.
;) :)

P.S.  The milk for the Wheaties is Behind the O.J. IN THE REFRIGERATOR.  It is the big. humming, rectangle on the left as you enter the kitchen.  This post was edited by Merlin at May 28, 2020 10:41 AM MDT

 

  First of all, my dear friends, you know I don’t drink alcohol, so any perceptions of me being drunk must stem from something you and Don slipped me. Secondly, I refuse to sit around here and be the butt of all your jokes and pranks. The margarine on the doorknob, the bucket of syrup propped over the door, the shaving cream in my shoe, the two-way mirror outside of the shower stall, the super glue in my jock strap, the fake dog poop on the kitchen floor, the sneezing powder in my pillowcase, I’m sick of all of it, I’m out of here. Hey, who put my car up on cinder blocks and removed all four tires?  Grrrrrrrr. 

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Oh wow, that IS a prank gone really bad.