"Honey in a couple of minutes can you come wash my back?"
Words can not describe the skin crawling effect this request from my Dad to my Mom that I just overheard had on me.
Dallas can't come soon enough. I have no idea how I survived living at home for a year. Independence is going to be so great.
Nouns and Shoulders, don't ever ask me to wash your back.
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