Sometimes I wish I could just have an ordinary weekend like most people. As usual I was cleaning Mothers house for her yesterday and Lois called me, somewhat frantic as she had woken up in s strange bed next to a complete stranger and being pissed the night before had no idea how she got there. I asked her what she wanted me to do about it? She said collect me of course. I reminded her that it hadn't happened by itself and she should at least wake her lover up and say good morning. She got angry with me and hung up. A couple of hours later she called again, to say she had taken advantage of his morning wood and they'd swapped numbers, so now I could could collect her. I don't think I'll ever understand Lois
