Steph, do you think if you actually one day, shared with her she'd run screaming? Or would she say "Finally! My baby is talking to me!"
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
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Joe = Superman.
He found the OTHER sheet of paper with the combinations on it.
HFS.
Steph, do you think if you actually one day, shared with her she'd run screaming? Or would she say "Finally! My baby is talking to me!"
Probably more the latter. (Actually, it would me more like, "Well, Dolly, I'm glad you have a good sex life, but that sounds DANGEROUS. I don't think you should do that! It doesn't sound like a good idea at all!")
She wouldn't run screaming. She's the one who casually uses phrases like "fuckbuddy" and "pulling a train."
Joe = Superman.
What? He's Miracleman!
"pulling a train."
Oh. Dear. God.
Mother, no!
My mother was born in 1928, and we never once talked about sex. I literally first learned about it in Catholic school.
This is so blowing my mind.
Actually, Steph, you are totally right.
He *is* totally Miracleman.
My mom asked me once what a glory hole was.
I tried to tell her it was used in glassmaking but she knew it was something dirty.
My mom once told me, "When you first start having sex with someone new, take a shower with them, and inspect their genitals for open sores or other signs of STD'. It's not foolproof, but it can give you a good indication. And here - have a ginormous box of condoms."
Laga: Nice try, though.
My mom asked me during the famous Eddie Murphy SNL sketch, what exactly a 'ho is.