Monday, April 23, 2012

Scenes from a Sunday morning after...

Her: I think I'm turning into a bit of a makeout whore.

Me: Please, do tell. I need to slut it up vicariously through you.

Her: Well, I ended up making out with that guy from high school last weekend...and last night, the bachelor party best man.

Me: Can you go for the trifecta? Please kiss another stranger next weekend. I'm counting on you.

Her: I'll try my best.

I love my friends.

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