“Whatever… stop talking to me. You clearly just want to get into my pants. What?!? You DON’T want to sleep with me? Why the eff not?! Am I not good enough for you? Not pretty enough?!”
Damned if you do, damned if you don’t.
“Whatever… stop talking to me. You clearly just want to get into my pants. What?!? You DON’T want to sleep with me? Why the eff not?! Am I not good enough for you? Not pretty enough?!”
Damned if you do, damned if you don’t.
My immunocompromised wife is now on day 3 of her 3rd case. She’s a preschool teacher, and one of her students is always sick at any given time.
So far I’m lucky and only had it once (after the first time she had it) and it was barely more than a tickle in my throat. I’m still coming up negative despite still sharing a bed with her (I keep the windows and bedroom door open and ceiling fan on high hoping to dissipate the germs).
Thankfully my 6yr old has been rolling negative tests all week too. Crossing my fingers we get through the next few days clean.
I just sent this to my wife and asked her what she thought it meant. She said “that you don’t get bored seeing them every day”. I corrected her and said “more to the point that even after seeing many sunsets, they are still beautiful and amazing”.
I was originally thinking Phallus, myself. But Phallicus is much better!