Dr. Phil: Are you having sex?
Mary Smith O'Reilly: What if I told you I wasn't sure?
Dr. Phil: What do you mean you're "not sure", slut.
Mary Smith O'Reilly: Excuse me?
Dr. Phil: Sorry it slipped out, continue.
Mary Smith O'Reilly: I would say I'm not sure, because -- O.K. so basically heres how it usually goes, we go the bedroom/back seat of the car/local park bench and we get ready to .. you know, and my clothes are off and his.. and then after that, I'm not really sure what to classify what goes on. It's suppose to be.. sex, but it turns out to be something of lets just say, a different, nature.
Dr. Phil: Lulz, just lulz.
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