I was going to write an amusing anecdote about marital maintenance, ya know...doin' it, but I forgot what it was. I made a mental note to remember but I knew I'd forget right before I drifted off to blissful sleep.
It had something to do with the burritos we'd had for dinner and the implications of that when you get naked afterwards.
Perhaps we should all be grateful about my forgetfulness.
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In our home, we revel in our emissions. It's just one more sign that we're still alive!
That reminds me of yet another reason why I miss working outdoors . . . . .
Congrats to Justin,,, it was that good that Becky lost her mind,,,well her memory anyways!
Erf
Doesn't that give the man an excuse to try to stop it from coming out in any way possible?
Stop what from coming out? The consequences of burritos or the anecdotes?
However could he stop either?
I was thinking about the ensuing gas and the potential for 'plugging the dike.'
On a related note, shouldn't all lesbians live in Amsterdam? They could plug dikes all day long if they wanted.
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