To say I was a lousy date was really an understatement.
No one could have it pointed out to them as many times as I had without having the empirical proof they needed to come to that conclusion. And for the most part, I really didn’t mind. Sure, you don’t get laid as often as you might like. But, honestly, who ever does? And every now and
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I loved this - its my sentiments exactley LOL
Great fic, nice insight.
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Oh yeah, the perk with faling in love with someone just like you is that... well... it's just pretty friggin' incredible.
Like getting struck by lightning thrice.
Ugh, and now I can't get Wallace Shawn's voice out of my head. *snort* "Inconceivable!"
I'm eagerly looking forward to seeing what other trouble our beloved Rodney gets himself into this time.
Wait... isn't it John's turn to get his ass kicked this time?
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“I managed to wedge the cleaning brush in the chamber of my nine mil. Is that bad?”
*snickers* Oh, Rodney... such an appallingly transparent excuse for spending time with John. (At least I hope that was Rodney using that one!) *grins*
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Dating your husband. I might love you a little.
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