Cowboy Caleb the liberal arts, grown-up stuff & random mischief

Time For Gin and Din Dins

I come home and my housemate Caligula greets me by saying “Hey, my wife just cooked some fried rice so would you like some? Oh yeah and I’ve got some Tanqueray gin so shall I mix us some?”. Then his little daughter gives me a huge grin, and his wife smiles warmly at me.

The Tanqueray is excellent, I am now a convert. It knocks me gently in the back of the head near the part where the neck connects. I munch a mouthful of of the fried rice - it’s delicious.

“Dude, my wife and I may have conceived our new child on the night of your wedding. If that’s the case, we will name our son, Caleb”, says Caligula. A tear leaks from my eye.

Then he completes the evening by showing me his new expresso machine, complete with a 2 full tins of Illy Coffee Beans.

Happiness, who says it can’t be found?

dont tell me that little pink gadget is ur mini portable sweing machine arhh

gay monkey!!

*sewing

Did your wife move in with you now, btw?