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...and this is my cool wound. A nice little blister. Which is why I had to stop being cool.
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This is me. A blog about my daily life and slices-of-life. It's honest, it's funny, it's sad, it's witty, it's sarcastic, sometimes it's soapbox-ish, it sometimes rambles, sometimes it's artsy, sometimes it's dorky but, it is always honest and always me. (Which ever "me" decides to show up on that particular day.) Simply put, it's just my daily world that I'm trying to sort out the only way I know how, through words.
6 comments:
That wasn't the kind of toy I thought you were gonna talk about.
Nice. Do they still bundles those with BeeGees records?
I get sooo turned on by pictures of blisters on feet. I love my perversions.
Ha ha!! Sock lines!
Angry: I know. I have so many toys, some human, that it's hard to keep track of them.
GG: Oh, I felt five years old again. It was such great fun!
Joe: Yep, and glitter laces and balls o' yarn for the toes. I'll be trickin' them out. Yes, I said, 'trickin.'
Trapped: Funny enough, one of my perversions is making blisters.
OMC: Yeah, I knew one of you would comment on that. Plus, good Lord, but my ankle looks HUGE
Oooh, the little kid in me loves the idea of roller skates. The grown-up in me likes my unbruised tailbone.
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