My girlfriend...

brings me lunch so we can have picnics in my gay office. And she makes normal stuff better. For instance, my work mate dain was hungry. I gave him the last remaining sandwich that kate made me for lunch. He was eating the sandwich when my boss came in and laughed at him. I replied, "Dude, thats not just a sandwich, kate made it. Trust me on this one."

You know how if you or I or any normal man would make a grilled cheese sandwich? Like, 2 slices of american cheese, slap that shit on some white bread, toast the bitch up and eat? Not kate, she would make her own 197-grain bread that was fermented off the ass of a 12 year old taiwanese shamen's daughter. Then she would find 14 different breeds of cheese. She wouldn't just grill the bread, she would panini that motherfucker and put green spikey herbs and stuff on it. And when you would eat it, as soon as it touched your tongue... involuntary orgasm. I swear on it.

I turned around to work and in the corner of my eye, I see dain trying to speak with a mouthful of peanut butter and rasberry jelly in his mouth... "mmm, ok, yeah, this is the best pbj I have ever had in my entire life. I can say that without lying."

Just as he said that, I rushed around to tell my boss, "See dude! Told you."

Yeah, she rules.

1 Responses to “My girlfriend...”

  1. # oh kate

    *grins

    thank you (:

    I'm so happy right now.  

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