So, the other evening I was upstairs doing some important ...er... web development (ok, ok, I was playing City of Heroes again!) when I heard the TV downstairs come on. This was something of an odd event, given that, apart from the cats and the rabbit, I was alone in the house.
Upon investigating the cause of this phenomenon, I discovered Rochester sitting on the sofa watching the television intently with his backside parked firmly on the remote control. He was watching Granada Men & Motors, a channel that pays lip service to it's title preferring instead to show images of topless ladies doing interesting things beside swimming pools.
This isn't the first time I've caught Rochester watching porn and I suspect that it won't be the last. What's a man to do?
1 comment:
I'd suggest you ask him to make some room on the sofa!
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