41. My Feet Are Cold
Well, I mean, had to warm up feet somehow, you know? The age-old winter nighttime tactic: the footsie war under the covers. It’s a domestic dance as old as time, the stealthy maneuver of icy feet seeking solace against the unsuspecting warmth of another.
There’s an art to it—slide in slow, avoid sudden movements, and maybe, just maybe, they’ll let the polar expedition slide this time. But let’s face it, it’s a chilling surprise for the unsuspecting partner, and the reaction is often a mix of shock, betrayal, and a hasty retreat to safer, warmer lands. Stay warm, and may your toes find their warmth without causing a midnight skirmish.
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