my DH and i went to the Motley Crue concert for our anniversary and while we were sitting there at intermission just croud watching my DH lookes at me and says "look at that guy over there...his pants are so tight he has to be killing his swimmers!" this struck me as so funny as i noticed my DH was wearing baggy jeans.we are doing IVF next month and i guess he is really trying for the best sperm count possible.I said "are you a sperm hugger?" we both laughed.when Buckcherry came out the lead singer couldn't have weighed 100lbs. he was so skinny. I looked at DH and said "I want to take him home....and cook for him" he needed some meat on his bones.
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