Giggled and Smiled
yuri_vaultin
Published
08/17/2009
When I asked her on a date, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
When I asked her to dance, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
When I asked her to move in with me, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
When I asked her to kiss me, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
When I asked her to make love to me, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
When I asked for her hand in marriage, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
When I asked her to bear my children, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
That's when I realized, she was a retard.
When I asked her to dance, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
When I asked her to move in with me, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
When I asked her to kiss me, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
When I asked her to make love to me, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
When I asked for her hand in marriage, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
When I asked her to bear my children, she just looked at me, giggled and smiled.
That's when I realized, she was a retard.
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