Wow! Ok, first of all, what happens in our bedroom is just between you and I and your closest of friends
and this one guy I work with who I want to impress, no one else. Especially not some asshole with a 25x
zoom lens who happens to be walking by our apartment.
Second of all, I’ve been working on my technique. Maybe I wouldn’t have premature ejaculation if we had
sex more than once a quarter. Also, I’ve been doing kegal exercises for men, and I feel like I’ve already seen
a dramatic improvement. It’s just difficult to prove since our next intercourse date isn’t scheduled until September.
Third, you’re not so incredible yourself, Linda. I have so many signs I could make right now:
-I LIKE FOOD, JUST NOT WHEN YOU COOK IT, LINDA
-MY GIRLFRIEND LINDA FAILED OUT OF NIGHT SCHOOL
– LINDA, DON’T FORGET TO PICK UP MIDOL ON YOUR WAY HOME
You can’t believe how frustrated I am right now. Your only hope is that you take down the sign and we have
incredible make-up sex because of this. If not, I’m leaving you, and I’m taking the Playstation 3, so suck it!