We both love the idea of leaving home, but hate it in practice. And we're constantly thinking about our next meal.
What address? Not like there's a number on the damn house. I straight up asked a customer once what they would do if they ever had to call for an ambulance and they looked at me slack-jawed.
Has there been any source for this apart from The Daily Mail? I'm not willing to believe this without a trustworthy source.
Absolutely terrible, and yet I like it as an answering metaphor to the idea that multiple penises somehow wear out a vagina.
We both love the idea of leaving home, but hate it in practice. And we're constantly thinking about our next meal.