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Strangers in a Strange Bed
Strangers in a Strange Bed
Monica
What did you do with my panties?
Dave
Sweetie I only wanted a keepsake.
Monica
You perve. And don’t call me sweetie.
Dave
The stars in your eyes say you love me.
Monica
Sounds like science fiction to me.
Dave
We’re like strangers in a strange bed.
Monica
You weird me out. You’re an oddity. Like a Platypus.
Dave
You are a commodity like Campbell’s soup.
Monica
I’d rather be a commodity than an oddity.
Dave
I’ll be B.F. Skinnered into normalcy eventually.
Monica
Eventually we’ll all be dead. Now give me back my panties. And tell me what other intimate apparel of mine you’ve got squirreled away.
Dave
Only negligee memories of your naked love tucked away in my heart forever.
Monica
Give me back my heart and you can keep all my lingerie.
Dave
Of course my little chickadee. The pages will turn in due time.
Monica
Oh get out of here you silly goose.
Monica
What did you do with my panties?
Dave
Sweetie I only wanted a keepsake.
Monica
You perve. And don’t call me sweetie.
Dave
The stars in your eyes say you love me.
Monica
Sounds like science fiction to me.
Dave
We’re like strangers in a strange bed.
Monica
You weird me out. You’re an oddity. Like a Platypus.
Dave
You are a commodity like Campbell’s soup.
Monica
I’d rather be a commodity than an oddity.
Dave
I’ll be B.F. Skinnered into normalcy eventually.
Monica
Eventually we’ll all be dead. Now give me back my panties. And tell me what other intimate apparel of mine you’ve got squirreled away.
Dave
Only negligee memories of your naked love tucked away in my heart forever.
Monica
Give me back my heart and you can keep all my lingerie.
Dave
Of course my little chickadee. The pages will turn in due time.
Monica
Oh get out of here you silly goose.
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