How dare he!

Just discovered that Chris tried to take advantage of me as I napped on the couch yesterday.

Doing it while I can defend myself is one thing, but trying to violate my sweet, sweet body while I'm innocently napping on the couch?
For shame sir!
For shame.

Bonus points for him having a short conversation with my unconscious mind...
if I don't get to converse with that part of me, then by god, he shouldn't either!

Pants?!

Guess who just made me put on pants in my own living-room?!

Background Information

For those just joining us, or those unfamiliar with the specifics of Fascism.
(and yes, I realize that all of you are just joining us.)

fascism    [fash-iz-uhm]

1. 
       a governmental system  led by a dictator having complete power, forcibly    suppressing opposition and criticism, regimenting all industry, commerce, etc., and    emphasizing an aggressive nationalism and often racism.

2.

the philosophy, principles,or methods of fascism.

3.

a fascist movement, especially the one established by Mussolini in Italy 1922–43.

This blog will deal largely with the intersection of Chris and the second of the provided definitions.
(Which is not to say that Chris has no governmental control or association with Mussolini in 1922-1943 Italy... merely that such things are incidental and less crucial to the message we wish to convey)

Herro!

This blog is dedicated to my fascist roommate and best friend Chris.

Here I will strive to chronicle just how much of a fascist he is.
The world needs to know, before it is too late.

xoxo, Ashton