Dress shirt woes.

[melfice]

Last Christmas my boyfriend and I were getting prepared for a social event. We'd only been dating for a couple of months and I was looking to impress him with my homemaking skills, so I offered to iron his dress shirt for him

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[00goddess]

Next time you want to impress a new boyfriend, just blow him. It's far more effective than ironing his shirt.

[evilegg]

You know what I would have done if I had fucked up that shirt?
I'd have taken my pants off and invited him to nail me while bent over the ironing board, and then I would have blamed the scorched fabric on that little event, and not only would he not have cared about the shirt, but I bet I would have gotten flowers the next day!

[00goddess]

Genius!

[evilegg]

There is nothing that fucking-from-behind can't cure.

[00goddess]

Except the clap.

[evilegg]

Yeah, but I learned on Poor Skills that a piece of garlic shoved up your hoo-ha cures anything that fucking-from-behind won't.

[00goddess]

And it also gives you garlic breath, which reduces your chances of catching it again!

[warpedpuppy]

you've clearly never dated an Italian

[00goddess]

LOL! Now, see, that was funny.

(My first boyfriend was Italian- I've forgotten what it was like :] )

[jrtatsc]

Shirt? What shirt?

Wow, it worked!

[melfice]

I'm going to take this comment as a joke.

[00goddess]

It's funny, but it's true. I promise, a blow job is much more impressive than an ironed shirt. Most young men are not looking at girls and wondering how their domestic skills are; they are looking at girls and thinking about fucking.

My sixth anniversary is next month. I've never ironed one of his shirts ;)

[evilegg]

I think that's very sweet.

[00goddess]

So does he.

[dyfferent]

Haa! I love you, man.

[00goddess]

Thanks, I'm here all week ;)