The Ladyfriend Does Not Mince Words

Toodle, toodle, I’m whittling away the afternoon, typing, typing, editing, editing and…

WHAMMO.

Up pops Ladyfriend.

Ladyfriend: Are you working?

McBickle: kinda.

What up?

Ladyfriend: Nothing.

I want sex.

McBickle: HahahahahahHA.

Ladyfriend: And I want it now.