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So, I was smacking my breasts waiting for the water to boil, when Craig asked me if I was hitting Banjo (the Clown, god of Puppetry read: Order of the Stick). I looked down to check. "Nope," I said, quite assured that Banjo rested safely between my breasts. "Just Elan."
"Spanking Elan?" he asked.
"It's ok," I said, "He likes it."
And then I thought of Haley, and wondered if she'd be upset that some other woman was spanking her boy. And THEN I realized she was on the other side of my shirt... and a rogue...
You know, it's never a good idea to piss off a back-stabbing robe that's right behind you.
The thought that these characters were fictional did not occur to me until after I started this post.
*facepalm*
"Spanking Elan?" he asked.
"It's ok," I said, "He likes it."
And then I thought of Haley, and wondered if she'd be upset that some other woman was spanking her boy. And THEN I realized she was on the other side of my shirt... and a rogue...
You know, it's never a good idea to piss off a back-stabbing robe that's right behind you.
The thought that these characters were fictional did not occur to me until after I started this post.
*facepalm*
