Menses just commenced. It's 1:14 AM. I was asleep. That felt good. At 12:24, I popped up. I think I'm awake, maybe awakeish is more accurate. I'm always surprised when those handy-soapy-foamy-bottles run out of soap. For some lame ass reason, it never occurs to me that they ever will. They feel so lifetime supply , even though the bottles aren't more than 8 inches tall. Similarly, when I flip on a light switch and the light flickers to its death, I think "Now what?" Duh, schmuckette, you change the fucking light bulb . Intellectually, I know this, yet for some odd reason, it never comes to mind. In fact, a few years ago, my mother walked into my house and said, "Why aren't the lights working?" I said "I don't know, I flick the switch and they don't work." After a fit of uproarious laughter, she said, "Would it kill you to change the light bulb?” Hmmm. "No", I shamefully responded. I wonder why... it is that I hav...
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Seriously, why does she even bother with bottoms?
Is that woman coco a sci-fi experiment. It's ll fake equipement.
Although she seems like a shapely, large framed woman, which is sexy, I can;t see the attraction.
It's like grotesque.
Have I missed an important concept all these years?
Coco. Honey. Restalyne is for your *other* lips.
stare...
too...
long...
getting...
vertigo...
The entire series of photos just screams
CLASSY!!
OUCHY!