I'm not yelling at you, love. I was just saying. Okay, maybe strongly saying. I don't think I'm going to have much choice but to fart in front of you. Yeah, I'll still love you. I still love you after everything else... Sharting is nothing.
You're allowed to cry. I'll still love you, and I won't laugh. What's he going to talk to me about?
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on Wednesday, 17 June 2009 08:14 am (UTC)You're allowed to cry. I'll still love you, and I won't laugh. What's he going to talk to me about?