I got called into the inner chamber of boob doom next. It was dimly lit and housed what I can vaguely describe as a humongous 1954 white and glass wringer washer, two chairs and a crooked bulletin board.
Then we both laughed our guts out and spent the next 20 minutes making pancakes, panini's and smores out of my breasts.
8/13/2014 03:35:09 am
Leave it to you to always leave a light on in a dark corner! I'm so grateful to know you. Xo
8/13/2014 12:03:07 pm
I hear you telling this story and I am reminded that Robin Williams, god rest his soul, was the second funniest person I know.
8/14/2014 11:04:44 am
Yup funnier than fingers up a cows nose Kelly!
8/22/2014 02:09:06 pm
When I went for my last mammogram and she asked me the same question I said, "Not unless it was an immaculate conception." It seriously had been that long since I had had sex.
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