Thursday, August 30, 2007

Unsafe Sex.

"Holly, I don't feel good. I was throwing up at work and now I'm all dizzy and weird."

"Aww, poor baby! I'll come over with Gatorade and chicken soup and make you comfy!"

"Aww, thanks for the nurseyness. Hey, as long as I'm in bed and you're right here, why don't you crawl in and get comfy with me, babe?"



"Alan, I don't feel good. I think I'm going to... urk."

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