So today someone told me that they now know two Rivers. And the other River they know told them that their name, and the names of their siblings came from the locations where they were conceived. So, River, something else that I can’t remember, and Sky. They explained that River was because it was beside a river (ok? No, it wasn’t, I wasn’t there?), the next because of blah, and Sky because they were in meadow with a big, starry sky.
Please tell me why my dumbass said, “Oh, I really thought sky would mean a plane…” And the other nice person beside them busted out laughing and sputtered, “Right!? Me, too! Mile high club…”
I was told twice before that my previous name was the same name as dogs they knew. So I mean, I’m okay with the s e x story, for a first meeting.
I should have taken the chocolate pudding cake they offered.
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