.....phone rings.....
Blondage: HONEY!
Sex Machine: Hello Buttercup
Blondage: *giggles*
Sex Machine: How is your day going Sugar Lips?
Blondage: *laughs harder* What's with the nicknames?
Sex Machine: I don't know what you are talking about Sweet Cheeks.
Blondage: Why am I suddenly feeling like you did something naughty?
Sex Machine: *laughs*
Blondage: Should I sit down? Say a prayer? Buy some garlic?
Sex Machine: No, my sexy little wife. I'm just missing you today.
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9 comments:
Pooshie Darlin', that was DAMN FUNNY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That was sweet. I can't say more for fear of offending. ;)
Are you drunk or something?
*smacks blondage in disguise*
Naughty girl!
ROFLMAO!! Oh yes, my two silly girls, I'm so in the frikkin' bag it's not even funny. I'm gonna be paying the piper tomorrow.
*contemplates sticking LL's fingers in warm water*
*snicker*
Blondage in disguise, how old are you? TWELVE?
*slaps self....errr....I mean Blondage on the ass*
Lower baby! Lower!
(It's official. Mind is gone.)
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