Sunday, April 23, 2006

They are not swingers.

I just asked her at Starbuck's. I said, "Are you a swinger?"
She said, "No, but I've thought about it."
Michael rolled his eyes and gave me a look when she asked me if I thought she was 'hot'.
"This is one conversation," Michael said with authority, "that men will never have."

(Sigh). Women. Can't live with 'em, can't kill 'em for pleasure.
It's good to be loved so thoroughly by Mr. Michael.
It's very, very good.
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