Dry Cleaning Ruins it All
It had to be the shirt, I looked down. My boss pointed out she can see my pink bra and some skin during our weekly meeting, before everyone else shows up. So I sat really close to the conference table, seeking covering.It is my favorite summer shirt to go with the white pant, but it is tighter now, compared to last year.
I will have a talk with my Korean Drying cleaner--what have you done to my shirt?
Or what have I done to myself? Kick boxing is in order now.
Bikini wax was done, for which I did not get my money back, never did, but am I ready for the tiny Bikini I got from somewhere near the so-called original birth place of Bikini in southern Italy?
Mirror, Mirror, tell the truth.
A politically correct silence.
posted by NYE at 12:58 PM
3 Comments:
Every comment I have would be quite flattering but somehow inappropriate. Good luck with the kickboxing.
Thanks. I hope you find this post funny, like the one you have about baseball.
Someone said I have been too heavy, thus a change of scene.
Sweet NYR
I love the wit. Thanks. It reminds me just what is so wonderful about spending one's time in the company of intelligent women.
Sir G
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