Chrysanthemum and I were chatting last night and still marveling over the fact men don't seem to understand how much action they could rake in by VOLUNTARILY doing the dishes, vacuuming or fixing shit.
I've been on my own for so long, if a dude changed a lightbulb for me, I'd probably pleasure him while he were still on the ladder.
Then she and I went down the grass-always-greener route when Chrysanthemum declared if a man afforded her the lifestyle of staying home all day, she would gladly bestow him with a blow job every single day upon his arrival home. I snorted and supposed aloud she would kick in her time management skills to cap fellatio time to less than 4 minutes to completion.
"Heck yeah! I would record a porno mix tape for him to listen to on the ride home so when he walked in the door, we would already have wood," she proudly exclaimed.
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Thanks for starting my day with a bang - at least an imaginary one.
LOL! You and Tee could do stand-up comedy.
Hey, you're not showing up on my blogroll.
Earl's headed our way, well, sorta...and folks have pushed the panic button.
I've got a mix tape ready and waiting....just gotta find the man with a paycheck to support my lifestyle.
Chrysanthemum:-)
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