Reasons you will hate me

A simply splendid man.

I've been lucky enough to stay with two very welcoming and handsome fellows over here in the UK and yesterday morning was sitting with one in the living area while the other prepared himself in the bathroom for a day's work. After a moment I realised there were noises other than showers and hairdryers and clip-cloppy jar lids being opened and that a low murmur of conversation could be heard from behind the bathroom door.




Me: Jim?



Jim: Mm?



Me: Is Will talking to himself in the bathroom?



Jim: Probably. He does that sometimes.



Me: Right.



Jim: It's that or singing. He likes to sing to himself when he's getting ready.



Me: Fair enough.



Will emerges from bathroom, looking dashing.




Will: 'Morning.



Me: You look lovely.



Will: Thank you.



Me: Can I just ask...



Will: Yes?



Me: Were you talking to yourself rather loudly in there?



Will: (frowning) I'm not sure. Was I? Could you hear talking?



Me: A little bit.



Pause.



Will: Oh yes, that's right. I believe I was looking in the mirror and saying 'It's Britney, bitch'.



Me: .......



Will: In a variety of voices and accents.



Me: God you're wonderful.





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I don't know why, but just the thought of this has utterly delighted me and I wanted to share it with you. Now I have done so and may carry on with my day unburdened.



62 days til the next election.

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