I want to tell you guys something, if you will indulge me...

[fryalot]

You know when you come in from the pub on a Saturday night and you've had a few beers, and you're all happy and romantic?

You know when you snuggle up to your dw/dp and start to get a bit frisky?

Don't stop half way through because you need to throw up.

It's not very flattering.

Thank you for listening.

ewwww

Did you resume...?

NO!

well, twas a bit difficult, he was in the bathroom for pretty much the rest of the night.

But I made him clean the toilet himself!

Well, it was sort of a blow job ...

DH isn't even allowed to get started when he's drunk. I know from experience that his coordination is dreadful so I'm likely to get an elbow in the ribs or a knee on my inner thigh or a chin to my eye, none of which is terribly romantic IMO.

I was asleep.

I was woken up in a very pleasant way, unfortunately, it didn't last