musings of wrath

If you woke up and I was in bed with you, what would be your first thought?
Reply here, then post the above line in your own journal.

I believe it would be something along the lines of:

“WTF? Oh shit, I’m naked.” *Cover cover cover cover*

I’d probably have a hard time figuring out who you were.

People hardly ever look like their pictures.

i hope this is my bed because otherwise I am far from home.

If the babies ain’t blue they ain’t mine

Wanna watch Law & Order?

so this is what hell is like?

Crap, now I have to wake up and take you to work..

Hey, who are all these other people in bed with us?!?

hehe

!?!

I’ve stayed in your house before, and you’d forget me?

blue!

heh.

it’s that noise.

no, this is purgatory.

hell is george w.

you said I could have a sleepover..

That was some crazy Cuervocon. Whoah, at least our clothes are still on.

you were supposed to tell them to keep their shoes on…

>.

Uh…what the fuck?

Either I’m dreaming or I’m in Arkansas. Either way, this doesn’t exist. *falls back to sleep*

It’d probably be…

You only brought one box of condoms? but then again you dont know me and I dont know you so maybe one box is enough.

See the comment in your wife’s journal ^.^

NEKKID BOOBIES! WOOHOOO!!!

Hey, I kept my combat boots on. Call it kinky.

do i know you?

You liked it!

It would have to be…

‘Oh dear…I got terribly drunk and wound up half-way across the country AGAIN. My job just won’t stand for this every month…’

And then…

I’d probably wander away, baffled.

April

Are we kissing cousins now? Damn living in the South musta got to ya.

~looks around for kat~

*Scream*

WTF??? HOW MUCH DID I HAVE TO DRINK??

Do I really have to answer this?

*blinks*

I guess we could find out next time I’m in Dallas…

you know it!

kat can’t save you! muahahaha!

or something.

how much did *I* have to drink!?!?

heh

you laugh, but i had a friend from texas go to a party, and wake up on the roof of a house, in the snow, in ASPEN.

not personally, but..

dude.

no fair kicking me out of the bed.

Arkansas it is!

Exactly.

Indeed.

Yes!

…

That is a terrifying thought…and one of the reasons that I always have to have a babysitter with me when I’m drinking!!!! *grins*