But I can't put a finger on why I do. Hate when that s**t happens, now every minute my 'stomach' crumbles and I heeve big a** sighs scream . Woo hoo. Oh well.
How I usually turn men off:
David: How was your weekend?
Me: It was ok, hung out with the extended fam, then I made out with my 17 yr old cousin.
David: You what?
Me: So, is your Dad hot?
David: .... what the hell's wrong with you?
I can do this either straight faced or through weird laughter, that's how great I am.
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