1. Eating chinese food using only paper clips and thumb tacks
2. Convincing the Cialis people that having bathtubs in every commercial is working against them
3. Zip lining in an evening gown covered in velcro
4. Explaining the Theory of Relativity to a Bassett Hound
5. Untangling a pile of five hundred million iPod ear phones in the dark
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Were you the one I lent my velcro ball gown to?
I was. It got torn.
It was quite fetching, though.
Seriously, Cialis, STOP IT. I do not find any suggestion of bathing together enticing in the least. It is really the only time I have to be alone any more.
TOGETHER? They’re always out in some meadow somewhere in SEPARATE baths which leads me to the conclusion that they’ve both thrown their backs out from hauling those tubs out onto the top of a mountain and they don’t need Cialis they need MOTRIN.
My dad always used to say that taking a bath is like stewing in your own juice. I don’t want to stew in my husband’s juice. No thank you. Just my own. Alone.