It’s Mrs. LaBeaver’s
first day in the carpool.
They honk the
horn in front of her house and she comes running out.
She
gets about halfway down the path when she hears a grunt
and the sound of LaBeaver’s foot tapping on the porch.
She runs
back to the steps, lifts his bathrobe, bends over,
kisses his ass, runs back
down the path and hops in the car.
"Mrs. LaBeaver , it's none of my business, but
why'd you kiss his ass?"
"You wouldn't believe his breath in
the
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