Captain Carl woke up this morning, came into the living room and when I said "Good morning, how are you?" he stood over me and did some pelvic thrusts and said "Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!". And then he licked the back of my hand. I guess I know what I'm going to be doing this Memorial Day.
He also had a dream about twice baked potatoes and if that's not a euphemism for sexual relations, I don't know what is.
P.S. I just won something awesome over at Stir Crazy in the Suburbs and I promised to post pictures of what I'm going to do with it. Wolverines!!!
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Today must be a "Wolverines!" kind of day because I wrote like 3 of them in my post and had to go back once I was sober and clean them out. Good Game!
Mmmmmm. Sex and twice baked potatoes.
Twice baked potatoes ARE the Ron Jeremy of the dream world!
Holiday pay, uh, uh, uh, uh, and double baked potatoes? Sounds wonderful!!
I hope you had a great day and the week ahead goes smoothly and you don't have to fit 5 days of work into 4 days!!
Jugs!!
s/b Twice baked, I guess, never made them and never had them. I'm sure I'm missing out on something if Capt. Carl dreams about them!!
Jugs!!
W.Verification is wedge. I've had potato wedges!! Just so you know!!
I just need to know if it worked for Captain Carl.
I mean, I just cannot imagine I would look sexy doing that so I don't want to try it out on She Said unless I KNOW I'm gonna score.
Is twice baked when the potato comes out looking all explodey? Like a boxer's cauliflower ears? Cause now I've got some really disturbing shit going on in my mind regarding your vagina and I'm also wanting to melt butter on something. I'm holding those two thoughts apart at arm's length, but there's only so much room in my brain and they're gonna meet eventually.
Aaannnd yeah. You got buttered.
Yeah! A new blog for me to love. And? I'm in Dallas, too! We should have a makeover party. And you can bring your new toy and scare my kids. Also, can I cuss here? It makes me happy when I can be totally lazy about censorship.
XoxxOoXxo,
jessica o
Your latest stalker c/o Peggy, so blame it on her.
Isn't there an urban legend about a girl waking up to a guy licking the back of her hand?
I'm just asking.
Nothing says it's a sunshiny day like pelvic thrusts.
I always thought it was tater tots that were suggestive.
Captain Carl sounds so romantic and suave. Did he ever get his hands on those potatos? Thought so.
xoxo
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