First Kiss
Garlic knots were a bad choice.
By Helen SederPublished 7 months ago • Updated 7 months ago • 1 min read
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Your lips press to mine,
But I cannot stop my burp!
There's no second date.
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Helen Seder
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Timing is everything! Sometimes hard to be human🤦♀️
awkward moment
Omgggg! That's so mortifying! Lol! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣