Too Sensible
Too sensible,
I am far too sensible.
But then,
Am I not to old
To be wild?
In that way at least.
Bring me a glass of wine
And I will sip
With a book
By the fire.

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Too Sensible
Too sensible,
I am far too sensible.
But then,
Am I not to old
To be wild?
In that way at least.
Bring me a glass of wine
And I will sip
With a book
By the fire.
Where are the Remus memes 😭
Idk I hate him
When I was young, much younger than the man I am today I was stung by a bee with an angry face which frightened my courage away But the bees were really scary, which of course, of course they were And people and, well, women were very much scary there
Sir Maxwell House, probably
The Bee’s Knees
“Find yourself a good woman, Maxi,” his mother kept telling him when he was young. “That’s the important thing, trust me.”
A couple of decades and three wives later, he still couldn’t see what the fuss was about. Women were very much like bees – they brought about honey, that was true, but most of the time they were only too likely to sting you in the face. All in all the game simply wasn’t worth the candle – which was funny because candles were made of beeswax, or at least some of them were.
He should tell the boys sometime. Roy would actually laugh at the wax thing, and Chesterfield would make the face, the one that always cracked him up. And Suki – well, she would simply raise her eyebrow as high as she could, which was quite a remarkable feat.
Which reminded him, he seldom thought of his secretary as a woman. Not that she wasn’t one – he had noticed as much, obviously, but that was hardly the point.
Hunting monsters was far more interesting anyway, even if he let the boys do most of the job. They were his favourite cats, all three of them – even Suki – and he hardly needed anything else.
Except for a dancing penguin, maybe.
Why. Must supermarket willpower be so much greater than evening nibble willpower? Why do i have no Nutella? Where is my Nutella? Someone please bring me some Nutella.
risk-of-being-free answered your question: What should I do with my life, Tumblr?
Something that you find fulfilling and at least mildly enjoyable.
But...but...that sounds so sensible.