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30 comments on “Hugs”

1. I thought you would never ask.

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   • It didn’t ask. I demanded.

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     • I like when you get all bossy.

     • That’s right.

     • Don’t worry, I kept my pelvis out.

     • Good. I don’t want my pelvis getting pregnant.

     • No, we need to keep it clean. No baby quo’s.

     • Baby quos are called quoglets.

     • How adorable is that. You have been somewhat a sweetheart lately, are you sure you are well? I am concerned.

     • I’m experimenting with how I would behave if I new I was getting hit by a bus later in the day.

     • Sorry…”knew”.

     • Pelvic hugs for all hot people.

     • Pelvic hugs for all people regardless of their temperature.

     • Good, because I am only lukewarm.

     • What? You’re a fluke worm?

     • Damn, I gave myself away.

     • Maybe you’re a tepid fluke worm.

     • I think you are right. I hate mud though.

     • Mud can’t help what it is.

     • But it gets all stuck inside my rings.

     • Regardless, you’ve mused me again. The mud quote is making it as a post in a couple of days. Thanks once again.

     • What do I get out of this? I demand retribution.

     • Intrinsic reward.

     • I was thinking more along the lines of an Orange Julius.

     • Done.

     • Wow, that was easy. Can I have a $5 dollar poster from Spencer’s?

     • No. Just the Orange Julius. Unless the Spencer’s poster if of an Orange Julius, then okay.

     • Begger’s shouldn’t be whiners.

     • You said it, sister.

     • Word up doodle.