I don’t skull ■■■■.
I like to wine and dine my skulls, treat them nice, make them feel special, be gentle.
I make love to my skulls.
Skull love, not skull ■■■■.
I don’t skull ■■■■.
I like to wine and dine my skulls, treat them nice, make them feel special, be gentle.
I make love to my skulls.
Skull love, not skull ■■■■.
That just made my day. Thank you. Scull love.
I can get behind that.
Lol. For some reason the South Park episode where cartman makes incessant comments along the lines of “are you going to take me out to dinner? Because I like to be wined and dined before I get curseworded!” (Regarding being screwed over) keeps playing in my mind.
Good post, genuine chuckles.
you are an old romantic at heart !!
take care