Smelly cat
Had a conversation this morning regarding cats and garages and cars with the windows left open. Inevitably, the cat ends up in the car and the employee ends up at work with more than just their briefcase. Hilarity ensues.
Now, I can't get the scent of used kitty litter out of my nose. And I don't even own a cat. And there are no litter boxes at work.
I let a stripper talk me into getting my nipples pierced. It didn't take her much to convince me. It doesn't take women much to talk me into doing anything, really. She was beautiful, I'd seen her naked. . . that's all it usually takes.
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