Give me your address. I’m leaving now.
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“I ran out of batteries for my vibrator.”
Look out your window, darlin’. I’ve already arrived.
Without asking how tall he was?
Ah, a booty call.
That’s the right wrong number.
Cue the 70’s music.
She’s a good girl-she doesn’t mess with married men. But I have no doubt that some villains prey on her good nature and lie to her.
And if you are married, when is your wife going out of town?
And if you are, I don’t care, get over here now!
no, no – you’ve definitely reached the right number…
Random dates with unknowns is a NO NO!
She won’t tell you where she is. She wants you to “ping” her. She likes that.
She likes playing cards but is tired of her winning hand. It’s time another player lays her out with an inside straight.
She forgot to ask how much money he/she has.
Doesn’t look like she would be concerned with a minor detail such as being married.
“Whadaya mean – You Up? Who is this? Dad? You thought you were calling Aunt Margie? I’m so confused???”
…And by the way I am getting ready for…the bed!
“A priest? Well, honey, how would you like something really different to have for confession tomorrow?”
On the other hand, it’s good to see that John’s floozies do have some sense of morality.
The vicar is waiting.
She has the kind of standards I like in a woman.
“Romance God”!!! This guy should get an award for creativity!!!! Especially when you have to come up the dialogue and everything!!
June 21, 2014