Conversation between me and my lady yesterday:
Me: Look at this.
Me: Shut up, Janet.
My Lady: I am going to be sick.
My Lady: Please promise me that no matter what we do, we never have sex to a Janet Jackson album.
My Lady: And not just because I don’t want us having babies before we’re ready.
Me: Done.
Me: I reserve the right to have sex with you ON a Janet Jackson album.
My Lady: Oh that’s fine.
Me: Specifically, this one.
Me: I like doing it on the albums of women who look like they’ve had portions of their spine removed.
My Lady: For real.
I love it when you actually turn your sweet-nothing talk into transcript form.
I think I just barfed a little bit….
Don’t hate. Appreciate.
Seriously. What is WRONG with her spine? Why does she think that looks good?
I’m not sure if I’m barfing more at Janet predicting a “baby boom” or at S & E doing the nasty, which, has always been an image I cannot deal with. It’s like thinking of my parents having sex. Gah.I love both of you dearly. I just prefer to think of you with your clothes on, thankyouverymuch.
Considering that I lost my virginity watching “Fifth Element” and once had a make-out session to the Magnolia soundtrack, listening to Janet Jackson would be a considerable improvement. :-p
Oh my God Sarah! Stop making me feel so old!