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No, just the lopsided single pigeon lady with dragon breath.
“Over my dead body will my friend pretend to be married to a plastic fuck hole,”
“Some might argue that appearance matters.” “Others might argue that you should never judge a book by its cover,” I counter with a smirk.
“Something we tend to forget when married, that we’re tied together in all aspects. What one partner might do affects the other. Whether good or bad. One move tugs on the other and vice versa. That’s why when we’re making our way through life, we need to be aware that our every move is tied to our loved one. We need to be conscious of that.”
I follow her line of sight, straight to the steam shower, where a large dildo is stuck to the wall. “Dear God,” I whisper. “Whatever you do, don’t drop the soap, Scottie. For the love of God, don’t drop the soap.”
Sigh. RIP, Nerds Clusters. RIP.
Chewing, she says, “Now this is the kind of prize I’m talking about. Screw the dildos, give me the Clusters.”
