I walk in on Mommy Gal in her underwear. "Hello, son," she says.

Let's play a guessing game: what's on mommy's menu tonight?

I feel like I want to be your mommy tonight

I feel like I want to be your mommy tonight

I feel like I want to be your mommy tonight

I feel like I want to be your mommy tonight

I feel like I want to be your mommy tonight

I feel like I want to be your mommy tonight

I feel like I want to be your mommy tonight

I feel like I want to be your mommy tonight

I feel like I want to be your mommy tonight

Gooning always turns into sending It doesn’t hurt to send