Seatbelt

“You’re my seatbelt.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yes. We click. And you keep me safe, and you wrap your arms around me and make sure I stay okay during an accident.”

“Like when you freak out.”

“Exactly. You’re my seatbelt.”

“Right—and I’m always touching your boobs.”

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2 responses to “Seatbelt

  1. I laughed out loud and everyone looked at me. Thanks! Great stuff!

  2. Brilliant haha

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