brandsteene
I could smell the fresh cheddar through the air.
It was literally a couple of steps away from me!
I dashed underneath the kitchen table, flew right by the cat without being noticed..
Jumped on top of the coffee table, and there it was!
I sneakily made my way down towards it... Ahh, the refreshing smell of cheddar cheese was unbearable. I couldn't resist any longer..
WHAAAMMM!
.. I didn't take into considerations the large box hovering over the block of cheese.
I was trapped.
You could tell him to take a hint,
to just fuck off,.
Tell him to jump off a bridge for putting you through all the bullshit he put you through.
Kick him where the sun don't shine.
I don't know..
Just a few suggestions.
It was sitting right there.
Freshly baked, beautifully scented french bread..
And it was all for me.
With the perfect outer crust and a dollop of butter.