I can’t help it… I have a secret1 blog-crush on LawDawg — oh, sure… point and laugh, but how can you not love posts like these
Or do I just look like the kind of girl that it’s okay to say “DILDO” to? BEFORE NOON! I was wearing a BUSINESS SUIT y’all. A BLACK ONE. That generally doesn’t scream, “Talk to me about sex toys in the morning!” And really?! She suggested that I practice SEX LAW. Or rather, DILDO LAW. You don’t want anything as financially rewarding or morally reputable as bankruptcy law. Don’t be silly. Dildo law is where it’s at. That is for you.
I don’t really remember the outcome of my high school guidance counselor’s career placement test, but I’m pretty sure it didn’t say I was destined to practice DILDO LAW.
Just go read the whole thing.
1 Of course, every time I post about someone they seems to make their way over here… so I’m not sure how secret this is going to end up being.
You are totally found out, Pete. Do you want to blog-slow-dance and then maybe blog-make-out later?
I heart LawDawg too. Not in the icky way Pete does, but still.
OMG! For real? All my dreams!!
…but what if your other blog-friends find out? Am I blog-cool enough for that?
Hey Pete, I’m kind of jealous.
(Law Dawg - back off, I know where you hang out).
Charlsie, you don’t get to be jealous. If you’ll recall, you already had and passed up the opportunity to real-life-make-out with the very tall love of my life. So. Dreamy.
You are right. I apologize.
But it really was under extenuating circumstances.
And he is dreamy.