  Son of a stitch! Josh, babe, we asked you to please not look at us like that, remember? It's a dangerous domino effect: You stare at us seductively, we quiver and quake and try to resist, but then without fail our (w)hole basement floods and we have to go out and buy a fresh pair of panties to change into and we end up missing our afternoon meeting with Sales and then Beverly's pissed but we just can't stop thinking about your eyes and your lips and your arms busting out of that shirt and your fingers nimbly twiddling away through that yarn just like they do all up inside of our— *shuddering exhale* Whew. See?? See what you do to us??? But we wouldn't have it any other way. |
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