This is...worrying...
April 22nd, 2015 (09:30 pm)
Sarah has just told me that kissing me - on account of how I've not shaved in a while - is "like kissing a hedgehog".
Am rather disturbed that she knows what kissing a hedgehog feels like. Is her experience of kissing hedgehogs extensive or minimal? Is she, dare I suggest it, cheating on me with a hedgehog paramour, or was it a brief fling with one many years before she even met me?
Enquiring minds, etc...
And, if one dare to further wonder, what part of her hedgehog paramour was she kissing? Hedgehog faces are not particularly prickly, after all 0.0