Watch The News

Back in UK, with my first wife, to cut a long story short, I locked myself up in my rubber bag, which cost a lot of money, custom made, when we didn't have much, and mailed the keys to myself, priority mail. When my wife returned from shopping, she sighed, and said "I'm not in the mood for this right now...where are the keys?" When I confessed proudly what I had done, she screamed with frustration, and turned on the TV...minutes later a News update came on, and I heard the announcer say "The Post Office strike seems unlikely to settle in the immediate future, so the public should prepare themselves for what could be at LEAST a week, probably more, without mail services"
"You fucking idiot, don't you ever watch the News? Well, you always say I don't keep you in there long enough, - maybe this will teach you a lesson! The amount of money you spent on this thing would have made a mortgage payment, so I'm damned if I'm cutting you out of it, just so you can replace it, at that sort of cost! Don't bother arguing - I don't believe anything you say any more...I'll make sure you don't die in there, although I'm pretty sure death will look good, eventually! If your fuck-up doesn't put you off this nonsense, then probably nothing will!"
I did survive, with much discomfort and misery, lost twenty pounds in weight, and became even more addicted to total enclosure bondage, which eventually brought about a divorce...
So, learn some 'situational awareness' if you intend to live on the edge....

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