FI-ance is wriggling in his passenger side seat as I drive. I notice that he's frolicking in his own nethers.
FI-ance: Sorry, sorry. My right ball's been bugging me all night.
Citygirl: What's it doing? Taunting you? Telling bad jokes?
FI-ance: Yeah, yeah...Cut it out. No, it just...moves.
Citygirl: You've been having a lot of trouble with your man bits lately. Are you wearing the right size underwear?
FI-ance: Well, yeah. They feel fine.
Citygirl: 'Cause you know, if I'm wearing the right size bra my boobies don't just go all over the place. They sorta stay where I put 'em.
FI-ance: You women have no idea, do you?
Citygirl: We sure as hell don't.
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