It’s easy to overlook, but there’s an ‘f’ in ‘of.’ 🙂

Trapped inside a vacuum cleaner factory *Horror story in six words or less, cat edition

Oof, yes. Them: "How old are you again?" Me: "I'm fifty--" Me: [thinks, thinks, thinks, recalls if it's before or after July, does some quick math] Me: "--five."

This feels like luxury housing for the sea-kinden.

Eventually I convinced her to stop, right before E, having heard my definition, replied: “Oh. I thought ‘sexy’ meant you were pregnant.” Hey, kids, look at the time. Lights out! (fin)

…had started whispering ‘sexyyyyyyy’ over and over again, drawing out the “eeeeeeeee” sound in a disturbingly throaty manner. In case you were wondering, a five-year-old girl repeatedly whispering ‘sexyyyyyyy’ makes it extremely difficult to concentrate. (11/12)

I pondered for a few seconds, and settled on “it means physically attractive to someone else.” I might have come up with a better definition had I not been distracted by K, who having just learned that ‘sexy’ wasn’t actually profane… (10/12)

Of course, being five, her whisper is not actually that quiet, and E immediately burst into laughter. “I heard that! K said ‘sexy!’” “That’s not actually a bad word,” I told them. E pounced. “Then what does it mean?” (9/12)

So she leaned in real close, a nervous smile all over her face, and whispered into my ear: “sexyyyyyyy.” (8/12)