Seriously, just don't do it. I don't even care WHAT I'm wearing.
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4 comments:
This is my husband. He's especially bitter since the one year I pinched him right as he was coming out of the shower. Granted, I didn't even give him a chance to wear any green, but I thought I could pinch him without repercussion because of the holiday. I was wrong.
I don't understand your no touch thing at all. But I'll still respect it. I just forget....
Couldn't this also be considered a "Why I'm Still Single" Comic? Love you Bradford!
I must be super lucky! I got to not only touch you but stab you with a needle.... twice!!
Thanks again for that!
Fumiko
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