boundaries

And I don't have any.

This is dumb. I am a dumb. There really is no excuse for this.

I flirt with poor Dave constantly on Pesterchum, and quite frankly, if he was real, this would be a very probable scenario.

(What we're saying...)

TG: can we try staying on our respective sides of the couch for one commercial break
BB: your face says no but your stomach says "gee, I wish someone would eat whipped cream off me."

XD I'm sorry. I really am.

(My name on Pesterchum is blacklightBackbreak, hence the BB.)