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It’s funny when I say that my wife and I have always had good luck with the bed. Well, for the past 10 years or so. I don’t think we have ever had bad luck. It’s more that we’ve never had good luck. I’ve tried everything else, and I’ve tried everything else with the same results.

Well this bed is a good example of bad luck. As far as I can recall, it was the only place we could find a bed for either of us. That was back in ’93. We were in college together and bought a house together in ’97. We stayed there until 2002 and then moved on to other things.

We had a really good time together, but this bed was definitely not for us. We got in bed together, and I tried to sleep on top of him, but he was always way hotter than I was, and I always got in his face. He also always wanted me to sleep on top of him with him on top of me.

In the year 2000 we moved out of our home to another one. That bed was in the basement of the house. We moved in with my friend’s dad and his family. He had a huge dog, and it was the only place we could find a place for them to go. We got in bed with that dog and then we went to sleep. It was the last time I slept on top of him (that I ever slept on top of anyone).

We were in a basement apartment, and we were sharing a bed. The bed was in the basement, and my friends dad had a dog. It was the last time I slept on top of anyone that I ever slept on top of.

The mattress was very lumpy, and the dog was very smelly. We tried to keep the dog from eating us, but it was hard. We went to bed and woke up with a dog in bed with us. My friend started crying, and so did my dad. I started crying. It wasn’t the dog’s fault. It was the mattress. I had a hard time sleeping in the bed.

The dog was not aware of the mattress, because it was sleeping on its belly. So when my friend woke up, the dog was with its mother and was just fine with the mattress. My friend was also in the bed with the dog, and my dad had a dog, so they were ok. It’s really weird.

I’m the kind of guy who gets really upset about things that I can’t control, and I got really upset about the dog on the bed. I could understand if the dog got hurt or sick, but I couldn’t blame the dog for the bed. I don’t know if the dog was conscious at that time, or what, but it sure made the night.

I think it’s because the dog is clearly alive, but the fact that I was upset about the dog on the bed at the time, and that it might have been the reason for my dad’s weird behavior is really weird. I mean, I could blame the dog for the bed, but that would be weird as well.

I think the fact that you have a dog that you are upset about while you are having sex is pretty funny, but it isn’t always a good thing. I think it depends on the relationship between you and the dog. If you have a very close bond with your dog and you are super protective, then I don’t think it’s a good idea to blame the dog for something that you didn’t do.