Menopause is coming and the men of all left town, but I'm not giving up until I see that baby crown.

39 and single, can someone help me out?

He could be bald and bearded, shorter or tall, funny, smart, and love basketball.

From gay, straight, black black to white tiny eyes with an

underbite I just need sperm cast what up y'all remember when I used to give those recaps and then I got

all sleepy and I couldn't force myself to do it well now I'm a little bit more awake so that's good

and here you go here's a quick one. I'm Molly Hawke 40 actor, writer, comedian, single, looking for sperm

and what's the update? The update is that I'm narrowing down my choices as we speak and I'm going to

figure it all out very soon. I banged up my knee last week in a basketball game and the doctor said I'd

probably be out for at least four to six weeks and he put me on crutches and ordered an MRI,

but I am feeling so much better already. I did do a little bit of walking around without my

brace on Saturday and I probably shouldn't have done that. My knee is a little more sore. But I think I'm

going to be back in the game in a couple weeks. I cried a couple times last week. It was super

fun. One of those times I was driving along talking to my mom on the phone. She was on speaker

phone, of course. And I saw a dog, a little Cocker Spaniel that looked just like

Benny, and I burst into tears. It was a good cry. It was a really good cry. Then I cried

another time when I was texting with my old boyfriend about my taxes. He's a CPA, and he does

my taxes for me for free because he lived with me for free when he was studying to be a CPA. Anyway,

I wasn't crying about

taxes, even though my taxes are very scary. And they're due in a week because I filed for an

extension and I haven't done any tax prep yet. But no, no, no. I was actually crying about the

prospect of him stopping by because the idea of seeing him in this house would remind me of Benny.

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