Don't laugh.
This morning I farted in bed with Lobsterman. I don't think I can go home after work and face him.
God help me remedy this situation. Please turn back the hands of time so I can be the perfect woman he thinks I am.
We are SO not at the gaseous submissions point yet!! I am humiliated.
4 comments:
even ladies pass gas
My best guy pal's mother told him that girls poop smells like roses and then angels come down to take it away!
social ruin, eh?
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