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He Means Well.
Category: The Blushing Bride |

We’re cuddled up in bed.  As cuddled as you can get around a 10 month old fetus lodged in your abdomen.

Bryan: Know what I read today?

Me: No, what?

Bryan: That semen is 99% olive oil.

Me: Really?  Weird.

Bryan: Yeah, you know.. olive oil.

Me: Okay.  Still weird.  Where did you read that?

Bryan: Sarah, olive oil.  You know, to help induce.. FUCK.  Castor oil!  That’s what I meant to say!  Castor oil!  Damnit!

Me: Yeah, I was wondering why you kept telling me that.  I was getting worried about eating that salad dressing you made.

9:47 am

3 Responses to “He Means Well.”

  1. Lisa Says:

    HAHAHA…I am impressed you have retained a sense of humor…I would still avoid all salad dressings made by him in the future :)

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  3. Tonya Says:

    LOL this cracked me up!

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