I tend to get up earlier than Jennifer on the weekend. By which I mean her lazy fine ass stays in the bed as long as humanly possible. Actually it sounds a little like a shit test, but it’s really not. She needs her sleep and there’s nothing she really needs to be doing early on a Saturday anyway. Lets face it, she does her Wonder Woman routine all week and I wear her out as well. She really doesn’t need me screeching like a newborn on the weekend mornings.
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