Que Sera Sera

Slutte! or, "... and somehow my tongue got in her mouth a little bit... "

Reason #47 That I Can Never Seek Public Office: Now with photographic evidence!

I would just like to say, in my (our?) defense, that as we squeezed onto that photobooth seat in the back of the bar around 3 am, someone named Sarah said, “Let’s pretend to kiss!” and then someone else named Sarah said, “Okay!” and then both Sarahs closed their eyes and leaned in and bam! It was a dirty photo finish with very chaste intentions.

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