Just another regular run-of-the-mill workday conversation for me.
Peanut: been there, done that
T-Pants: if you say so...
Peanut: puh-lease. what haven't I done, T-Pants? what HAVEN'T I done?
T-Pants: I can't think of anything
T-Pants: just people
T-Pants: and perhaps places
Peanut: oh and animals
Peanut: I have never done an animal
Peanut: and never will
Peanut: because: ew
Peanut: I'm sorry but I must draw the line somewhere
Peanut: and it is at fur
Peanut: actually, having been friends with a polyamorous kinky person who worked at a sex toy shop, I've learned that there is a TON of stuff I haven't done
Peanut: but I am okay with all of that
Peanut: I don't know about you but I don't feel any particular drive to try out a butt plug
T-Pants: Some people love em
Peanut: and that is fine for them
Peanut: I don't feel my butt needs plugging though
Peanut: that's along the same lines as how I don't like when the dude sticks his finger up there
T-Pants: I feel like a girl really has to ask me to do that
T-Pants: here I am
T-Pants: trying to program
T-Pants: trying to drag this project across the line
T-Pants: and now I am thinking about butt plugs and sexy times
Peanut: hooray! I have done my job.