Drawn to Boof
Leftwing Idiot was wearing his Adidas sweater this evening when we were having dinner with Poppy. I’ve written before about my obsession with touching the trefoil logo with three fingers, something that’s commonly known at the castle as giving it a boofing. It’s an obsessive urge, but one I can often control. Tonight, rather than interrupt dinner to “boof” the logo, I quickly drew it on a bit of paper and boofed that instead. It was a strange but satisfying experience and one that didn’t go unnoticed by Leftwing Idiot or Poppy either.