Halftime Lessons
Two climbed in bed with me this morning.
Fifty hugs. A hundred kisses. A thousand giggles.
And all before I broke out the chocolate chips.
I love.
And no, Mark, they weren’t hookers. Grow up.
Listen, if hookers (or I should say “soiled doves”) took chocolate chip pancakes for payment their would be no world wars, peace one earth, and chocolate chips would be value higher than gold.
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And no, Mark, they weren’t hookers. Grow up.
Listen, if hookers (or I should say “soiled doves”) took chocolate chip pancakes for payment their would be no world wars, peace one earth, and chocolate chips would be value higher than gold.