WHY DO PEOPLE CALL IT FUCK, MARRY, KILL WHEN THEY COULD CALL IT BED, WED, BEHEAD
Or, as King Henry VIII likes to call it, a productive evening.
i’m like 9000% convinced that housewives in the 40’s survived the nonsense and troubles of homemaking and oppression by just being sloshed while doing chores all day.
and then when the husband came home, the trope where she has his martini ready for him at the door was really just her being like “dude I’ve had like 5, you can have this one.”
When you just want to think about the smut and not actually write it down.