I did a Pure Romance party for some friends yesterday and then the wife and I went shopping. This is pretty much a typical conversation for us.
Me: I have a lot of smelly stuff on me.
W: You're like a hooker.
Me: Did you just call me a hooker?
W: Yeah, because you smell. Only nice. Not like a nasty hooker.
Me: Oh, right. I'm a classy hooker. I think that's called an escort.
W: You're like the hooker that's really expensive but then you don't put out.
Me: Exactly.
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- Kat
- Bios are dumb. I like to talk, but not about myself. Here's the short story. I have a teenager, which means I wing it every day. I love my dogs, shoes, cheese and martinis. My turnoffs are spiders and brussels sprouts. I want to live in Disneyland. The rest I make up as I go.
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About Me
- Kat
- Bios are dumb. I like to talk, but not about myself. Here's the short story. I have a teenager, which means I wing it every day. I love my dogs, shoes, cheese and martinis. My turnoffs are spiders and brussels sprouts. I want to live in Disneyland. The rest I make up as I go.
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