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Invocation of Pinkies In Air When Supping Or Drinking
I adopt dainty etiquette when quenching thirst or dining to buzzfeed growling beast inside me tummy. The missus requests obedience raising both my little fingers in the air upon taking beverage or repast to lips. Additionally, she also requires I (well healed husband who toes the line) perform dance shuffle - think clog feigning to trip over feet as if yours truly quaffed to much grog while balancing atop log. Miss iz manners re: lee the spouse sets prime example being lady like, what with her belching and snorting of course with mouthful of food no surprise she nurtured impolite brood raised on learning language crude even this Geico caveman exhibits less coarse attitude, he likens himself to subdued dude trying his darnedest (golly gee) to avoid family feud general behavior hashtagged as rude linkedin with antics qualified as lewd encouraged nsync while slurping or masticating in the nude, whereby other body sounds made unsuitable for strait laced and prude folks who don't take a fancy hearing so called uncouth soundclouds exude out body orifices considered foul, inapropos and extremely lewd when unless quarantined in solitude. One upside of COVID-19 postprandial aural emanations (all time favorite flatulence) knows no outward bounds unless colorectal explosions register highest magnitude when measured in concert with handy dandy blues clues rattle seismometer and register courtesy Richter Scale and the Mercalli Scale direction and intensity of earthquakes. Upon experiencing aforementioned prime mate i.e. the bellowing gal offering herself as ahem (pardon the double entendre) master bait, I knew from the get go Tex-Mex Connection in North Wales, Pennsylvania where we shared our first date (outsize bean burritos) I tooted my own horn, she unwittingly got me into checkmate, just for that her fate got sealed, when our respective gametes (ova and sperm cells respectively) new life we did miraculously create the first of two female offspring would become housed in utero and come to resemble a spheroid somewhat oblate even now unnamed counterpart, (and partner in crime) still swell person hook hood benefit to lose some weight, cuz... well adipose freight quite ample around equator.
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