Sex & Shenanigans

You can’t be my friend if ….


You can’t tolerate me singing in the car while I drive.
True story: In June 1994 a friend asked if I had to sing along to every song and could I please stop. We were in the back seat of my host family's car driving near the Eiffel Tower. I still want to cry thinking about it. And to think I had slept with him! (Just slept in the same bed... no sex. 😂)
 
True story: In June 1994 a friend asked if I had to sing along to every song and could I please stop. We were in the back seat of my host family's car driving near the Eiffel Tower. I still want to cry thinking about it. And to think I had slept with him! (Just slept in the same bed... no sex. 😂)
Sadly I know a lot of people like that. I would sing a long with you.
 
True story: In June 1994 a friend asked if I had to sing along to every song and could I please stop. We were in the back seat of my host family's car driving near the Eiffel Tower. I still want to cry thinking about it. And to think I had slept with him! (Just slept in the same bed... no sex. 😂)
What? I am not the only person tormented by the memories of something that happened 30 or 40 years ago adn still bothered by it? 🤦‍♀️
 
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