
So I was lying inverted on my ironing board discussing the fact that a trip to Pollock Park on a Sunday afternoon might involve big queues at scone counter. You'd have to arm yourself with a Bavarian loaf and go in there swinging,' said Stuart. He was right. My head was too sore so he left me to it.
My dad phoned and I asked,
'What are you guys doing?'
'Pulling up my blouse and getting out my nipples.'
'What?!'
I thought this was some weird Spike Milligan moment. Dad said that they met a woman in America and anytime she and her husband were asked 'What are you guys doing?' she made a show of pointing to her breasts, in an excuse-me-I'm-not-a-guy way. Personally, I'd have asked for a computer print out of her DNA with a double X chromosome. They could have been falsies. (Will this get me more hits on google?)
Lastly, has anyone skyped yet? It's amazing. Free calls over the internet. Just check out www.skype.com
-C
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I hate migraines. I use Afrin - it's a nasal spray and I like to think that it helps. I'll have to try the ironing board technique!!! Sounds very "New Age" or "Retro-Housewife"...I can't decide.
In our city there is a guy we call "Dude-with-boobs". He is a balding 30-year-old man with female breasts that walks around downtown. He's not homeless...just looks odd. You can read more about him at my boyfriends blog - www.valetdiary.blogspot.com It's under the Aug. 31st entry.
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