Cameltosis
I was very bored on my way to work this morning. I spent a lot of time thinking about a dream I had last night. I was talking to a young woman, and I mentioned something about enjoying it when a woman expresses her feelings. The young woman then proceeded to kiss me. The odd thing about the dream was that she was a very bad kisser, but hey, bad kisses are slightly better than no kisses.
Try as I might, I couldn't think of her name while I was in the car, but then her name came to me. She has a unique name, one that reminds me of geography, and she pronounces it with a great accent. I started laughing like a madman in the car because I remember her second most prominent feature: perpetual Camel Toe. Now, this young woman is a great person. She's nice, and fun to be around. The thing is that she always wore pants that fit her in a certain way. That's not my fault!
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