P.S. I also don't like being kissed by drunks who chain smoke, as in this picture. Even though he got to taste my pristine white-boy lips, and had many fun-filled adventures, in the end he rejected my offers of enlightenment and did not buy the Jebus© brand vacuum cleaners I was selling. Folks, if your vacuum doesn't give you a burning in your bosom, or whisper inspiration into your ears while cleaning, you're using a fallen vacuum cleaner or doing it wrong.
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I kissed a girl once. It wasn't that bad. It was more experienced than any kiss I've ever gotten from a man, but it didn't light anything up. I think I think I'll stick to my original testosterone-flavored preference.
Well, this one that I joked about happened when I was recording a Christmas tape to send back home from England. I was interviewing my drunk friend and he just said he loved me, grabbed my face and then proceeded to slobber into my mouth. His wife took the picture. That was the longest, most frightening kiss of my life. I admit that I had a good laugh about it, after I got that taste out of my mouth!
Thankfully I've never been kissed by a drunk that chain smokes.
Lol! You definitely aren't missing out if you haven't.
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