Ok, you're right. I can't start down this path or I will be in SERIOUS trouble the next time anything starts to happen.
W: Honey, what are you looking at? M: Nothing (kissing her). W: No, I swear you were looking at something over there. M: Well, I guess I was. You see, there are these people dressed in cheerleading outfits over there rooting me on. W: Um...is this some desperate way you came up with to tell me you'd like me to wear a cheerleading cosutume to bed? M: Um...no...it's just that there are all these people we don't really know that are so happy I "got some" and now I have this vision of them in my head, all dressed up as cheerleaders, doing little cheers everytime I make a move. W: Get off me you strange, strange man...I knew you changed but this is a little weird even for the "new you"...
