145/365 Neil
Everybody knew Neil was my rebound date. Even Neil. He was a hulkish man with a steroid-shrunken meatball brain. Now pay attention here: I was a bleached blonde twenty year-old flake. I thought he was dumb. Too dumb for even rebound sex. That dumb.
posted by - Christine at 6:32 AM
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Point made. (I want to see you as a bleached blonde.)
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