PurpleCrackWhore, no underwear
PurpleCrackWhore, no underwear
PurpleCrackWhore, no underwear
In bed would make me stay!
I can’t get out of bed on my own in the morning. I set my waterbed to 98.6, and I live above 40 degrees North.
Therefore, to counteract these effects, I set my alarm clock to turn on Dow Jones stock quotes in the morning. I can only take a few seconds of that.
Sometimes, just for a change, I turn on opera instead. Reeeally loud opera.
My dogs are also trained to pounce on beds. This is helpful in awaking late sleepers sometimes. However, they’re no better than I am at six in the morning, and if set on me then, will often just climb up, snuggle up next to me, and go back to sleep.
As for what would keep me in bed; a massive hangover would probably do the trick. Duct tape might also work.
-BrainWeasel
Squeaks from BrainWeasel’s Cage
http://brainweasel.home.att.net
I used to have a hearing ear dog. She would take a big bone she was chewing on and drop it on my face to wake me up whenever the phone rang or someone was there at the door. ick.
Other people’s houses burning down gets me out of bed…
But seriously, I’ve got sides of beef hanging in the meat-cooler I call my bedroom. I wear short sleeve shirts in the snow. If its time to get up, no problem. Maybe I’m really Canadian…
Jeremy…
Nobody ever calls me after they’ve done something smart.
Yeah, like TennHippie said. I just adore the PurpleCrackWhore.
Cold mornings for me are when it hits the 30’s.
But I tell ya, my bed had a gravatational pull this morning. I’m still not sure how I got up for work today.
To answer the OP: If there were sausage and potato tacos waiting for me, the smell might get me out of bed.
But don’t count on it.
You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.
Potato taco? What is that?
handy: I used to have a hearing ear dog. She would take a big bone she was chewing on and drop it on my face to wake me up whenever the phone rang or someone was there at the door. ick.
Who trained her to do that? Yuk. A lick maybe, but not a bone.
Well, avarice would make me get out of bed
(have to go to work).
And sloth would make me stay there.
Two deadly sins. Damned if I do, damned if I don’t.
Around here it’s hit the 'teens and that’s just a preview of what’s to come.
What would get me out of bed on a really cold, brutal morning? (besides the usual work, walk the pup, duty stuff?)
::a confirmed flight to Aruba, one small carry-on packed with 2 swimsuits, clean undies, 1 change of shorts/Tshirt and lotsa sunscreen. And cash/credit cards for good island rum and disposable paperbacks::
Turning back into a groundhog,
Veb
Oral Sex