I don’t know why Henry lets me do the things I do to him, but I do know that the fact that he does keeps me interested in him. Maybe he’s smarter than we think! He makes all my other boyfriends look like complete duds. (I mean PAST! PAST boyfriends!)
I think the only thing I’ve commanded him to do that he flat out hasn’t is write a guest post. Clearly I haven’t hounded him enough. Maybe I can get him to write about how worried he was for me when I was stumbling blindly around a haunted school Saturday night. Worried about his FLASHLIGHT, anyway.
This weekend, I’m going to see if he’ll let me castrate him. And maybe I’ll get him something nice for Valentine’s Day. Like a day off.