Tuesday, June 5, 2018

Scratch

My rear end itched, so I scratched it. Austin gave me a look.
Me: Sometimes, when your &$; itches, you have to scratch it.
Because Austin had given me a look, I went over and scratched his chin, then giggled.

Me: I love you.
And I kissed him.
Austin: Apparently sometimes you have to kiss it too.

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