"Darling Cordelia," he murmured into his new bride's ear, "darling, at last, we are wed."
"Yes, Nelson," she replied, dreamily.
"Now I may kiss you where I like," he said, chastely choosing her forehead.
It was at this moment Cordelia realized that saving herself for him was the worst f***ing mistake of her life.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
Wedding Hells
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I've never seen a guy with a forehead-sniffing fetish before.
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