When you've been married as long as Mrs D and meself, pillow talk tends to extend into all sorts of unexpected realms. Just the other night, while settling into a soft, warm embrace, I leaned over to whisper some sweet words of love and devotion into My Beloved's petit and pretty ears, to which she sat up, shot me 'the stare', and proceeded to inform me in no uncertain terms that my blog posts are way too long, and in this age of FaceCrock and Twit-er, "no one's ever gonna be desperate or interested enough to wade through all your self-absorbed crap just to get to some flimsy punch line ... and by the way, your breath stinks of onions and beer!".
My injured expression was lost in the sudden darkness of the extinguished light, as was my mumbled, "Sorry Dearest" in the creaking springs of her cold shoulder. As the snores cranked-up, I got to thinking that it might indeed be fun to be drawn into that which I've always tried to avoid on DonkeyBlog, but which The Kids seem to really love.
So here we are – Post #1 of Donkey's new, daily-ish, "Today I went down to the shops to buy some milk" blog. Hope you like it so far...
Mrs Donkey: my muse Pic: http://www.guy-sports.com
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