Nothing good can come from eating a 3-piece fish meal at Long John Silvers; nothing. The same goes for country gravy. Â
A buddy of mine recently ended his 8-year marriage. He told me there were two sides to their divorce – His and the fu**ing bitch’s.
I miss the pet names I used to share with my ex-girlfriend. She called me, “Pumpkin”. I called her, “My little lying, cheating, Paris Hilton wanna be, LA moving to, skanky little whore.”Â
My fondest memory was waking up one morning and telling her how much I wanted her. She complained that she had a gynecologist appointment later in the day and didn’t want to have sex because the Doctor would know and she would be embarrassed. I asked her if she had a Dentist appointment.
I might like you better if we slept together.
Benny