child's play

underminded critical situations.... he simply blows off
she married my broken brain
she said don't plagiarize me, it works just fine
she doesn't care how much I drink
as long as I allow her to breathe
yeah, he slubbed me
(we'll have to wait until she gets out of the bathroom and then I'll hold her down and then she may mutter more)
an assault on my tongue, teeth and lips
that's not nice to do to somebody that's already sick
shhhh, we're gonna wake up the kids
'it's out of bounds" he said, as she groped for his groin
he quickly discovered "oh my god, she's naked!"
soon he began to think
that was his next mistake
it wasn't long until he discovered
"where's the vodka?"
but did you finish the bottle in the fridge?
and then you're excused from any more typing
now don't you dare
whoa, where's the lid
honey, I lost the lid
oh wait I found it
I got this stuff and I got this stuff
and I got the other stuff
don't you write that or I'm going to have to erase it
and I keep dropping the daggone lid
she's glad I love her
me too
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Posted: Oct 2009

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