Seriously though, Vegan Boyfriend needs to chill the fuck out. Yeah, it's weird, but he's your boyfriend and it doesn't define him, even if he does get off sometimes on fucking taxidermy.
This must be an oldie if Sarah Jessica Parker was still a thing. Even when she was a thing she was cute but not really at the top of most men's spank bank I'd guess. But what do I know? I'm more of a Miranda anyway.
So I was fuckin' my bearskin rug head - you know, like ya do - and for some reason my boyfriend thought it was weird! Go figure! And now even though he thinks I'm gonna kill him and skin him in some Silence-of-the-Lambs scenario - you know, like ya do - he's still sleepin' in m'bed! What's up with that? Oh, and is it dangerous to just start fuckin' furniture at random? I've got my eye on some end tables that're just beggin' for it! Thanks pal.
How about: "Sometimes you fuck the bear. And sometimes the bear fucks you."
I mean, otherwise the guy really does have a problem...
a story like this?
I said them. But I lied them.
-- Dr Seuss
At least it was more imaginative than the "She calls me... Mister Gray to all of her friends" guy.
guess boyfriend can't bear the competition ...
Or both.
I loved this letter, and like @19, I think that even if it's fake, it's brilliant.
I SO hope it's real, though.