to be wondering about dp???

[Bucharest]

Given that, in my washing-machine I have just come across a squid tentacle.

Now, in and of itself, I can understand how there is a squid tentacle on my property. We had squid last night (and very nice it was too) but in the wash????

The thing is, the load of washing I was going to hang out, (before I went eeek, yeuch, bleargh and vom, and added more Daz and Lenor and ran the cycle again) consisted entirely and solely of the bedding that I had taken off this morning.

Which leads me to the sad, but inescapable conclusion that dp took a tentacle to bed for a midnight snack and forgot about it.

AIBU to think this may well be grounds for separate beds?

YABU to enjoy squid!

Maybe a tentacle dropped into the washing machine if it's in the kitchen? Maybe it was stuck on his arm? Maybe he has a strange squid fetish? Who knows!

Squid is grim though.

YABU how can you be squeamish about one tentacle in the wash when last night you were chomping them!?

I doubt DP took a tentacle to bed with him....more likely he felt an affection for it and tucked it into his pocket to cuddle later on.

Washing machine is in the bathroom, which is much nearer to the bedroom than the kitchen (which, call me old-fashioned, in my opinion, is the only room in the house where any squid touching should be going on.)

He's coming home for his dinner, I'm going to do a strip search.

At least it was squid. And therefore dead. He has been known to bring sea creatures home and expect me to do things to them while they are still making last ditch attempts for freedom.

"At least it was squid. And therefore dead. He has been known to bring sea creatures home and expect me to do things to them while they are still making last ditch attempts for freedom."

I think it's safer not to ask

Actually, I tihnk the explanation is that your DP doesn't like squid, so sneaked it all into his pockets at the table, then went into the bathroom to flush it down the loo. A rogue tentacle wriggled its way into the machine et voila!

Well, the rogue tentacle ended up back down the loo. (don't know why I didn't take it to the bin, just needed to get rid of the slimey (yet perfumed with non-bio) critter.

Perhaps he likes squid a little too much.

But still, the question of why squid was being eaten hasn't been addressed. And about bringing home living sea creatures to do unmentionable things with? All I can say is .

LMAO

was it VERY clean with a scent of summer breezes and touchably soft?