Do you know what today is?
It's our anniversary. (Our anniversary.)
And maybe we're just sitting around in our underwear, trying not to be sticky, because there's wildfire smoke in the air, and windows must stay shut, despite the 93 degree weather. But it's all good, because we have each other, and we have taco rice for dinner.
Fifteen years is a long time. No one knows me like my mister. I know his heart and his balls, through and through. Just as he knows my heart and my nips, like the back of his hand.
You wanna know what's gonna happen on September 9th? I'll tell you what's going to happen. I'm gonna LOVE you sweetly and gently.
It's our anniversary. (Our anniversary.)
Chu~nks and pakunks.
-j
