This morning I saw my neighbor getting into her car and I thanked her for the cup of coffee she left for me after I used my snowblower to clear her sidewalk.
She replied (yelling from across the street), “And thank YOU for the blowjob.”
Did I mention she’s retired pediatric nurse practitioner and educator and not a filthy blogger? The more I know my neighbors, the more I love them.
Sometimes my blogs write themselves. Like this nice little piece of banter with Tabby today.
That kitten will grow up to hold out on her. Mark my words.
Speaking of sexual predators, I’m going to leave this right here.
A friend sent it to me to get me stoked to go to a kids’ birthday bowling party. I’m going to need a nap.
MPT and I had an inappropriate banter about breasts today in the gym locker room which a fellow hot-tubber thought was hilarious. I’m surprised, it wasn’t our best work. I was hangry and MPT refused to go to Tiffin’s with me to get idli sambar even though I was the one who fucking drove. And got her into my gym for free.
To be fair, she gave me a gallon of chicken soup which I ate the shit out of when I got home so I feel better now but really need a nap.
MPT and I had an inappropriate banter about breasts today in the gym locker room which a fellow hot-tubber thought was hilarious. I’m surprised, it wasn’t our best work. I was hangry and MPT refused to go to Tiffin’s with me to get idli sambar even though I was the one who fucking drove. And got her into my gym for free.