It all started when I told him to slow down while driving because the speed limit was 55 and he started saying “Schfifty-Five” a lot while calling me a little girl and saying that his IQ was also Schfifty-Five. Suddenly he’s giggling like a small child and I have no idea what’s so funny.
Spank my monkey. You know you want to.
I’ve seen things! I’ve seen them with my eyes!
4 STR 4 STAM leather belt? [Restricted breathing]
And this! Originally hosted on Albino Black sheep, it’s one of my favorite sappy love stories ever.