How to make her melt in your arms
Greg Richardson, the expo at Angelica Kitchen, gave me some unsolicited relationship advice today:
“When a woman asks for too much,” he said, “I just say, ‘Baby. I’m not your slave. Lincoln freed the slaves.’ But you have to say that in bed. Make sure you say that in bed.”
Obviously I’ve never tried the line, but in theory, it sounds like a real heart-melter.
I mean, it’s true. Lincoln DID free the slaves. So why is she up in your grill, trying to turn your bedroom into a plantation?
“I don’t see Lincoln in our bedroom,” she may fire back. “Who you gonna cry to now?”
“The Constitution,” you retort. “The Thirteenth Amendment. Read it and weep. Then take these damn handcuffs off of me!”
But you have to say all of this in bed. And be sure you really have a Constitution handy. Otherwise, she’ll call bullshit, and there’s absolutely nothing protecting you from bedroom slavery.
Well… so I’m told.
