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Favorite Quotes:

We look like two lust-drunk lovers caught riding the bony express in the shower, which couldn’t be further from the truth.

People assume we’re dunking the dingus every chance we get. We should probably be licking each other’s tonsils or something.

“That was some record-breaking, grade-A, world-class sex. The stuff of legends, honestly. Olympic-caliber.”… “I assume they’ll be filming when they come to present us with the gold medals.”

“It’s not every day the world record gets broken for mattress dancing.”“You think they’ll hold a parade?”“They’ll throw penis confetti like we had at Zoe’s bachelorette party.”

The word love pings something inside me. It’s an odd mix of terror and joy that leaves me a little bit queasy.

Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt and discovered it itches and has a hole in the armpit.

My Review:

I gleefully giggle-snorted and sighed contentedly during my perusal of Ms. Fenske’s latest missive. I always enjoy her rib-tickling rom-coms. She has a wicked sense of humor and divine word skills. I adore her well-written and highly amusing tales. I tend to fall in love with her uniquely endearing, smoking hot, and quirky characters.  I always ruefully think of wanting to move in next door so I can continue to follow their adventures.