He offered me a Nip.
And I fell on the floor, laughing like the crazy bitch that I am.
Because all I could think about was putting one of these in my mouth and having someone call and ask me what I was doing, so that I could reply (in my best Jerri Blank voice)...
"Just sittin' here suckin' on a Nip!
MMMmmm... Good times!"
MMMmmm... Good times!"
It's little things like this that make me happy. And prove my insanity.
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"... and I'm as moist as a snack cake, down there." How much sadder would life be without Amy and David?
I'VE GOT SOMETHING TO SAYYYYY!!
Umm actually that's all I had :D Love Strangers with Candy
Love, love, love it.
P.S. - Caramel Nips make me a very happy man.
Sexual innuendo must be part of the gay gene because we all love it so.
how I wish I had called you at that moment. love things like that. But then again I basically still have the sense of humor of a 13 year old
Yes, YES!!!
I stumble upon your blog and I get halfway down the page to find that you're quoting Jerri Blank.
I'd write more, but I have to go get my uterus scraped.
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