Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always had a dirty mind, I’m pretty sure it’s one of my fabulous qualities Tristan loves about me. But the less sex I have with Tristan being gone, the more I turn into a giggle school boy in their sex ed class giggling over words like “Balls”
No really saying the word “balls” send me into a giggling fit. I was trying to explain a pin I saw on Pinterest for Christmas to decorate the front lawn with big balls of lights… But then my inner school boy starts giggling because of the word balls and then it’s over with. Though I’m sure every time Tristan has to say the word balls, he’s going to giggle to himself knowing his wife would be giggling like a school boy.
Just so everyone can see what I was trying to explain to him. These are the big balls! you can’t say they aren’t small. (I’m sure there’s a that’s what she said comment to be added in here somewhere)