Why Does Anyone Want Breakfast In Bed

It seems to be the going thing for mother’s day, father’s day, hubby’s birthday, etc. But I have to ask, what’s the thrill of breakfast in bed?

You lay in bed farting half the night, copulating, procreating, bumping uglies, doing the horizontal tango or whatever you wanna call it, then sit there and eat? Hmm even when Slightly is humping on the kitchen table we can disinfect the table before I eat there again. Then comes tomorrow, you just ate in that bed now you go back and sleep in it? Does someone come change the linens between sex, breakfast and again before bed? More than likely the mess will be cleaned up by the woman eating the breakfast in bed.

Do you know how breakfast in bed started? It was a tradition for affluent men to eat in the dining or drawing room while his wife was served breakfast in bed by servants to enjoy a relaxing start of her day. Hmmm more like just being to damn lazy to get up and eat and men got to eat in peace.

I think Slightly will pass on eating where I fart and fornicate but thanks for the thought.

Peace out fellow bed eaters. Signed Slightly (signedslightly@gmail.com)