you're on the right track.
without the "anxious" tension, it's just another hum-drum day in the dungeon.
I happen to be very fond of missionaries.
I once got a fabulous massage from a fella who'd just come back from a two-year stint in Canada.
so innocent...so eager...
) 
right?
(I see what you did there.
yes, I was.
we were good friends, and decided to forego the frisky in favor of the friendship--it made a lot more sense, considering the circumstances.
but that's probably not what you were hoping to hear, was it?
*deer in the headlights*
uhhhhh...no.
I am sure you have "sprinkles".
It's ok to not share them.
or cookie, or any sweets that have sprinkles on them. 
I love lots of sprinkles, extra is always a plus, and I prefer not to share them (I am referring to sweets. Or am I ). But, kuddos to the creative way to use the word "sprinkles".
I happen to be very fond of missionaries.
I'm going to become a missionary....just decided.
I heard they will send one abroad weekly!
I happen to be very fond of missionaries.
I'm going to become a missionary....just decided.
I heard they will send one a broad weekly!
fyp
there, isn't that better?
See them tracks ?
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try and stay on them, please.
S-P-R-I-N-K-L-E-S
ain't no thang, really. You were just herding your hounds.
I probably don't want to know what you meant by that, do I?
