Last night I carefully got into bed, so as not to disturb Gaz, who was out cold. I was very careful not to shake the bed too much or bump into her. And then I sneezed loud enough to wake the dead. Gaz shifted a bit in her sleep, and mumbled "I farted," before rolling over to snuggle with me.
It took all the energy I had left at that hour of night to not wake her up laughing.
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This had me rolling in my cubicle...
She's here all week! Try the veal! :D
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