It’s my birthday
She’s cooking for me and trying to open the goat cheese.
I walk closer to help her and she says “Fuck, I hate these easy-open packages.
First I start laughing then she starts laughing…then she kicks me in the junk.
I fall to the ground laughing and yelping in pain at the same time.
“What did you do that for?” I asked still wincing and laughing.
“Because I felt like it”, she smiled.
“Damn that hurt” I giggled.
She, still laughing at what she said and just did puts her foot in front of my lips and say “good, now kiss my foot”.