...until I posted about the first and true love of my life, Bruce Springsteen. That's right, I said 'first' and 'true', even though I'm married to someone who is definitely NOT Bruce Springsteen. I love this man, and if he wanted to make sexy-time with me, I'd totally be game. Of course, he's got a wife and kids and I respect that....but hot damn.
Hubs knows that Bruce is my free pass. This man lights my birthday cake ablaze, if you what I mean. No matter that he's as old as my father. NO. MATTER. He is one fine piece of good-lovin', body-rockin', knockin' boots all night long.
I've seen thirteen shows and counting, just waiting for my chance.
3 comments:
I am laughing that you said "make sexy-time" AND that you have a category called sexy-time.
You're my kinda girl.
You're making me blush, SGM.
yeah I CANNOT WAIT to see what else makes its way into the "sexy-time" tag. I am also intrigued to note that Bruce is cross-tagged under DIY and Lovely Expensive Things. Is DIY sort of an imperative command in this case?
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