This weekend at Marshalls there were many dresses that for some reason reminded me of like teenage children of farmers losing their v-cards on haystacks and stuff. They just had this je ne sais quoi... "come hither to my haystack and do me" quality. It inspired me to write this post.
Places You Could Become Pregnant at Any Moment: //
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a haystack
a car
a bed
home of a lead singer of a band
anywhere there also happened to be a bottle of Chateauneuf du Pape
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