SB picks me up and throws me onto the bed
Me: Ouch! What was that?
SB: Oh, there's the hanger.
Me: You threw me onto a hanger?
SB: I figured with the down duvet it would disappear into oblivion.
Me: Umm, no. Unless you oblivion is another word for my arse.
SB: Yes, now move your oblivion.
He's painfully romantic like that.
Me: Ouch! What was that?
SB: Oh, there's the hanger.
Me: You threw me onto a hanger?
SB: I figured with the down duvet it would disappear into oblivion.
Me: Umm, no. Unless you oblivion is another word for my arse.
SB: Yes, now move your oblivion.
He's painfully romantic like that.
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