Marta and I have a very stylish bed of Scandinavian design. It is a very nicely designed piece of furniture that could have had a little bit more of sturdiness to it especially since it cost us an arm and a leg, it might have cost one of my kidneys as well.
See, every time you move, the darn bed squeaks and creaks. Yeah, yeah I know what you think, we didn't break it that way.
My point is that last night reading our books I got an urge to give Marta a kiss so I turn and the damn bed's middle support collapses again. I get so frustrated so I just jump out, get in underneath the bed and lift the bed up and put the support back, with Marta still in bed. Milu, who sleeps under the bed freaked out, what are you doing dad?
As I got back in to the bed Marta says " Oh, you're so strong honey!". Well, I am a bloody Viking for crying out load and that turned me on so I guess I see y'all in Valhalla, the bed might break tonight.
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