Lovely boyfriend has gone to Johannesburg for four days. He claims it's 'for work', but I truly believe it's because of the toothpaste I wore to bed last night. Yes, that's right. Toothpaste.
I heard it from my facialist/facial lady/facialiser...? Beautician. Anyway, she told me that using toothpaste on spots is the equivalent to using a serious prescription antiseptic, antibacterial, deep-cleansing, zit-drying-out and pimple-slaughtering machine. So I did. I hoped he wouldn't notice the way I strategically got into bed, as he played on his iPad, and faced the other way. He switched off the light. Phew, I thought.
But then he leaned over to kiss me goodnight... With a mouthful of toothpaste, he promptly turned on the light to inspect. And, alas, there before him lay his still-fluey snotty congested girlfriend with a face covered in dollops of Colgate.
He left first thing this morning.
I heard it from my facialist/facial lady/facialiser...? Beautician. Anyway, she told me that using toothpaste on spots is the equivalent to using a serious prescription antiseptic, antibacterial, deep-cleansing, zit-drying-out and pimple-slaughtering machine. So I did. I hoped he wouldn't notice the way I strategically got into bed, as he played on his iPad, and faced the other way. He switched off the light. Phew, I thought.
But then he leaned over to kiss me goodnight... With a mouthful of toothpaste, he promptly turned on the light to inspect. And, alas, there before him lay his still-fluey snotty congested girlfriend with a face covered in dollops of Colgate.
He left first thing this morning.
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