One Last Thing...

I'm getting ready to shut this puppy down and another e-mail, rich with subtext, pops up.

It's titled Swapping Saliva.

Considering last night involved none of that and the BBQ I'm off to is peppered with fellas:
1. That I've already done that with
or
2. Whose girlfriends would totally kick my ass if I tried...

This little e-mail from Derik Donovan offered promise.

As soon as the stewardess serves the coffee, the airline encounters turbulence.

I shot in there(sic) mouths and then they swapped it back in forth [porn website redacted] i couldn't believe they did it

All I want is a warm bed, a kind word and unlimited power.

Me, too, Derik. Me, too.

So....you single?