I bought a de-bobbler today to de-bobble my winter sweaters and after using it chucked it into my socks drawer. We also keep sex toys in the drawers with the underwear and socks. So, we’re enjoying Sexy Saturday, he gets up to get a toy and comes back with the de-bobbler buzzing...coming at my lady garden with a bloody de-bobbler. He thought I’d bought a new toy. AIBU to think that how did he clearly not see that it was not something that was ever designed for pleasure! Is he insane? Surely it’s not ‘an easy mistake to make’ as he’s protesting.
He found an eyelash curler (one of those old school metal ones) under my bed and looked at me in equal parts horrified and turned on. Yes he thought it was a speculum
Crying here. It's also reminded me of the most awful thing I ever did to a boyfriend - he'd had to put Deep Heat on his granny's back, went for a pee afterwards and got a pleasant buzz. Asked me to apply some to his manly parts. I didn't realise he meant a teenshy tiny bit, I put half the tube's contents on my hand and slathered it all over, it didn't end well. Not helped by the fact that I was helpless laughing while he bellowed and shrieked and ran for the bathroom to use the shower on his burning penis.
Totally missing the point, but I never knew a de-bobbler was an actual thing and was cursing bobbly cardigans today. Off to order one now. Thanks op. Hope your sexy Saturday got back on track!
Crying here!!
