Yes,yes – I’m reblogging again… I swear I have more material running around in my head…right now I’m going through some crappy angst-y stuff that I cannot quite commit to ‘paper’ – so I leave you with an embarrassing story…
I’m trying to figure out how to tell this story without completely embarrassing myself – especially considering that many people know who I am in REAL life… Oh well, I’ll just tell it…
I suspect that if I were a guy, I’d be proudly holding my head up high after the tale was told.
You’re thinking this story has something to do with flatulence, am I right?
Close – but no cigar…
I confess, I have another dress story…about myself…I think it’s hilarious…but it ain’t pretty. As with all my stories, it requires some back-story to get us to the hilarity – sit tight and enjoy the read.
Circa 1996, three significant events occurred in my life.
Event #1: my boyfriend of eight years asked me to marry him on Christmas Eve (1995)
Event #2: I embarked upon my first semester of graduate school while working full time as a Vocational Evaluator (January…
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Oh shit. Hope the wedding/back tattoos went well though 🙂
yup – my friend sewed in ‘illusion’ netting on the back 🙂
Brilliant!
I love my thesaurus as well….great story!! 🙂
Spanks!
The only way to deal with that kind of embarrassment is to see the humor in it all – else I’d just be a sad pony 🙂
At least you didn’t live the scene from Bridesmaids where she shits in the street!! haha 😉
Ha! I finally broke down and watched movie recently – yes, I’m glad I didn’t shit in the street, that’s for sure. That would require a bit of therapy to overcome.
Yes, it certainly would!!
I have a friend that was on the bus – and he had an unfortunate incident with what he thought was just innocent gas…t’was not – it was so much more than that…
Oh dear….we call that the “shart”. Those are never good….never trust a fart. 🙂
Hee hee – yes, shart… it was an explosive shart… at least it was a guy – they can live down stuff like that b/c it’s a source of pride amongst the scrotum-set.
They really do turn it into a badge of honor!
“An obsequious and sycophantic saleswoman”………..OMG that is the best description I have ever read!! You crack me up 🙂
Why thank you, Janet! My thesaurus has been very, very good to me 🙂