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Beware of flying cake! Also, it looks like you’ve put on weight! You’re back to wearing your 10″ belt again!
I decided to let myself go because it just would not be fair to all of the thin people if I were this good looking, intelligent, funny, AND thin.
It’s a public service really.
So, instead of “cash for clunkers” it’s more like “lard up for losers”?
No, more like a woman without curves is like jeans without pockets – you don’t know where to put your hands.
“you don’t know where to put your hands”
Can’t say as I’ve ever had that problem, ma’am.
I don’t doubt that for a moment. You have a certain je ne sais quoi that makes the ladies swoon out of their reasonably-priced cotton panties.
Stick with me babe, and I’ll get you out of those reasonably-priced cotton panties into something more comfortable!
Wait…I’m not sure that came out right!
First of all, I don’t wear reasonably-priced anything, do I need to send you the link to La Perla again? * rolls eyes *
Second, you have to buy me dinner first – somewhere classy, NOT an Olive Garden or a taco truck.
Dear: When I promised you a “White Castle”, what did you think I meant?
I recall something about an “In-N-Out”, but nothing about a “White Castle”.
Tell you what. Next time I’m in town, I’ll either take you to Nectar, or take you, then necked her.
Whoever called it necking was a poor judge of anatomy. And when should I pencil you in for?
Well, in my neck of the woods, we neck in the woods. Not sure what my schedule’s going to be just yet, but I’m sure you could fit me in!
There are no woods in my neck of the woods. I suppose a bus stop bench will have to suffice – when your schedule clears up that is!
I guess a bus stop worked out well for Miss Monroe and What’sHisName…
Bo.
Great movie, there’s nothing more romantic than being kidnapped, forced on a bus, or handcuffed to a radiator.