#mr lid

[beloved-child-of-the-house]

i made him sing into a shell so i could steal his voice

[liddrose]

Y'all need to leave room for Jesus

[beloved-child-of-the-house]

one time out of nowhere mr lid told me that i’ve enriched his life so much in terms of how he views the world, and he’s so glad we’re married. 

[beloved-child-of-the-house]

mr lid is singing It’s Over Isn’t It from the toilet at the top of his lungs

[beloved-child-of-the-house]

Me: Did you just suggest that John Watson keeps track of his erections?

Mr Lid: She

Me: Ah, of course

[beloved-child-of-the-house]

i have trouble talking out loud sometimes, so often when he is heaping me with adoration, i just make a stupid face in response. 

[beloved-child-of-the-house]

i was on the brink of oversharing in this venue, but i think i’m gonna put my computer away for the night and have a conversation with mr lid instead. good night everyone!

[liddrose]

Me: Look, this Bob art is very me. 

Mr Lid, looking: You sing much better than ‘GROCK’ though

Me: GROCK

Mr Lid: That was bad