Andygirl, that is. Still sleeping like a kitten (or maybe it was the cat sleeping like a kitten, and Andygirl just sleeping like Andygirl). Burlington is stop #1 on her trip to TORONTO for the Toronto Dopefest!
I’ve been waiting for this trip for months!
So what would you do with a lesbian on your couch? Feed her hot tea?
I think I’ve got you beat there’s a Lesbian living in my spare bedroom (I"ve known her since we were 15). I usually feed her dinner if she’s home.
The best thing is watching tv together I poke her when a hot girl is on and she pokes me so I don’t miss the hot guys. It’s sort of like living with your brother except I like my friend better than I ever liked my brother.
No, no. Forget the toast. You’re supposed to grab her and hold her until she agrees to give you her pot of gold. But be careful, they’re a tricky lot. Also, I think you can rub their bellies for good luck.
Man we have some funny people here. What would I do with a lesbian on my couch (says sentence slowly so he can think of an answer by the time he is finished with it). I’m sure it would be fun at first but then you would get tired of the lesbian and just put her out in the garage with all the old fitness equipment, lawn furniture, and mattresses. Till then though I say do what ever able bodied male dreams of doing with lesbians.
Let me see if I understand this. You have a guest in your home, and you made her sleep on the sofa while you were in a nice, comfy bed? Manners really are disappearing, aren’t they?
Yes, but what would Jesus do with a lesbian on his couch? (can’t believe this hasn’t been said yet)
True story, though - I once let my lesbian friend sleep on the bed while I slept on the couch. Of course, I then had to expain the blonde hairs on my pillow to my SO, but that’s a different story altogether…
I tried and tried and tried and begged and begged and begged.
I ate all my broccoli and spinach, I was nice to my little sister, I did everything nice, but I couldn’t persuade my parents to buy me a lesbian when I was younger.