I'm afraid of going mad, or as some might recall that there are people in cupboards/wardrobes/boilers/understairs/my garden
when alone at night. I can't put my ankles down at certain parts of my bed at home- can only get into bed with my ankles passing at either the very top or bottom.

I also don't like touching suede.

Alt: Horatio Caine.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Tue 22 Mar 2011, 16:07, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)

Well fuck you too.

(Tugnut Ex of this parish, Tue 22 Mar 2011, 16:35, Reply)

BUT IT'S SO NASTY AGAINST MY SKIN

( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Tue 22 Mar 2011, 16:36, Reply)

"Horatio Caine" sounds like some sort of gentlemanly anaesthetic.

(LongJohnBaldry, Tue 22 Mar 2011, 16:49, Reply)

"And gentleman... I'm here to stop the pain."
-glasses on, YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH, A5-
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Tue 22 Mar 2011, 16:58, Reply)