is at lunch bent over your desk with someone pulling your hair.
You people covering your eyes right now....you know you love it.
bomp chicka bow wow...chicka bomp chicka bow bow....
Mmmmm hmmmmm.
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Quoting Bevis and Butthead:
"Uhh huh huh huh, uhh Huh a-Huh"
even MORE indisputed evidence right here, right now, in print no less, that we were in fact, separated at birth or cut from the very same tightly woven fabric!
XOXO
"Someone"?!?
Someone...special? Is that more to your liking?
(YAWNING) I would have left the office door open.
Boy! I didn't know you also enjoyed being bent over your desk and having your hair pulled. Good for you.
My dearest Kristabel, you should know I would be getting spanked, and not my hair pulled.
-boy
Wowser.
Okay, back in the day i was mescan till we had to go to Boys Market for a malt cup and then pass out.
I would say since I am now an AARP member, just bending over a desk sound out there.
Sorry about the typos.. too much too much if you know what I mean.
bit...
I have absolutely no idea what you just said...but it cracked me up anyway.
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