Posted on 01/13/2016 2:25:06 AM PST by Drango
Can't sleep. Wondering what would happen if pajama boy met Monica Lewinsky?
Not sex.
He’d be in for the thrill of a lifetime, I think. Been there, done that.
Would he need blue pajamas or would he just need to clean the pajamas he has.
You've met pajama boy or Monica?
Did she bring along her strap-on toys?
I was pajama boy, and I met Monica. I will never forget it.
He’d probably file rape charges against her. I don’t think he swings that way based on his image.
They’d probably exchange makeup and diet tips.
I like chubbies. And brunettes. I actually thought she was attractive. But she never answered any of my letters.
I think it would be a good match since they both have checkered pasts.
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You misspelled 'pants'.
I'm not wondering about it. But apparently you are. Why is a matter for your therapist.
Nothing washing detergent couldn’t fix.
“Awww, girlfriend! I sooooo envy you! I’ve been wanting to do for Lord Barack what you did for King William for YEARS now!”
I surmise that Monica would devour him for a snack before moving on to more substantial fare.
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