My husband is fucking accusing me of killing our air fern!
That's like, impossible.
It died when it was packed away when we were moving.
He won't shutup. He won't shutup!
I will suffocate him with my breasts when he slumbers.
That's like, impossible.
It died when it was packed away when we were moving.
He won't shutup. He won't shutup!
I will suffocate him with my breasts when he slumbers.
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being smothered by breasts in sleep would be a good way to go!
kick him in the butt.
-TM