What Happens Next: A Gallimaufry

melancholic romantic comic cynic. bi & genderqueer. fantasy writer. sysrae on ao3.

Call Me Mrs God

So my husband walks in and announces, ‘Foz! I think I must be a god! Look!’

I turn around and he’s wearing only underpants, a pair of trousers in hand. Grinning hugely, he sits down on the lounge, opens the trousers, puts both feet through the legs and whips them all the way up in a single motion.

'Well?’ he says. 'Do you get it? Because of that saying?’

I look at him. 'You mean the one about how all men put their pants on one leg at a time?’

'Yes!’ And then, when I don’t seem suitably impressed, he mutters, 'You’re just jealous.' 

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