Oh I wish I were an Oscar Meyer weiner…
OK, I am going to stop writing about sex, because that invariably means my dreams will turn X-rated the very same night.
Sweet Jesus. *fanning self*
Move along, nothing to see here…
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OK, I am going to stop writing about sex, because that invariably means my dreams will turn X-rated the very same night.
Sweet Jesus. *fanning self*
Move along, nothing to see here…
June 12th, 2011 at 3:36 PM
I thought *I* was the only one that had that happen. Good to know I’m in proper company!
June 13th, 2011 at 12:19 PM
I concur. I will send you an e-mail.