Anonymous wrote:The rancid flatulence is almost certainly a result of the neon cupcake my foreign bobcat hunting DH ate this weekend after our 10-year-old's soccer game. Some asswipe mom brought them as a team snack! Talk about THAT mom! And then her underprivileged brat was rude enough to admire our canoe today! Even after I'd just given him the once in a lifetime (well, for him at least) experience of visiting a PAY museum! But what can you expect? The mother is from flyover country, after all.
Anonymous wrote:If he's an alpha, he can shag any bobcat he wants. But, I'd like to know whether he spilled popcorn on the driveway without cleaning it up and/or planned a Labor Day cook out without letting you know first.
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Anonymous wrote:I love my DH but my friend married a bobcat (let's call him "Tom") and he has been flirting with me at parties and I'm embarrassed to say I really like it. Two parties ago, he kept rubbing up against my legs under the table, and I started to get hot and bothered. Then at the last party, he was rubbing up against me, and he took my hand and put it on his scruff. My God, he had the loudest purr I have ever felt! He said he wanted to tussle with me until I screamed, and after a couple of drinks, it took all my power to resist!
I miss the butterflies, you know?