“Are you having an affair with a snake?” I ask. “What?” Her eyes open in surprise. “The singlets you bought are not human, they’re for a baby snake.” She bursts out laughing. “They are long so you can tuck them in, you idiot.” “Oh.” I smirk. “That makes more sense.” “What are you doing?” Patrick calls. “Muffy, no.” “What’s happening in there?” I yell. “Muff is sitting in the nappy bag.” I fly out of bed like a maniac. “If that cat pisses in the nappy bag it is genuinely meeting its maker.”
hahaha the banter is just so great ;)
