Zing!

Boyfriend has been experimenting with playing classical music. I hate classical music. Last night as we were climbing into bed, he turned on some bad shit.

"You're not getting lucky tonight. This sucks," I warned him.

"Cool your jets," he chastised, "It's The Flight of the Bumblebee. Anyway, it's only going to last another minute."

"That's exactly why I would never fuck to it," I said.