Last night, when I showed off my Wings Group goodies to my health freak, gym fanatic boyfriend, he gave me a withering look and made some comment about how it was bad to keep so much sugar in the house. Still, I tried to feed him some Toffifee, but he kinda just sniffed at it.
I then got into the bath (‘cos if I come home reeking of le smook, I’m not allowed to climb into bed until I’ve washed it off…)
When I got out, I found him like this:
And yes, he’s wearing my new Ray-ban Aviators. To watch TV. In the dark. 😉
Love you zexy snoek!
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