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Tuesday, June 21st, 2011 6:56 am by Damian | Uncategorized
I was wearing exercise shorts (stop laughing) while making Sam’s breakfast this morning, and I noticed she had been staring at my nether regions fixedly for some time.
“What’s wrong, darling?” I enquired.
She looked at me with accusing eyes and asked why I was wearing “farmer pants”. I blame her uncle and grandfather.
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