After Gillian came to my rescue last week after a salsa-related emergency, I came to see the wisdom of carrying a Tide-To-Go pen with me. I bought one that afternoon, and have used it a half dozen times since then. It’s a very good idea for someone like me – a klutz with an ample bosom – to have the ability to rapidly remove stains. Ed suggested that I choose my wardrobe based on what I’d be eating that day, but I don’t own that much red. Besides, it doesn’t work – I’m wearing white right now, and I managed to drip butter on myself. I’m spot-free – for now – but just to be safe, I think I will eat lunch with a bib.
Tomorrow, I will finally let you know what this Cream Lemon thing is all about.
You cannot wait.
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I CANNOT!
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The Tide-To-Go pen is up there in the world’s greatest inventions list.
“One such example is of the story of a girl who does not like sex because of a series of rapes in her family. To cure this, the school counseler orders her to strip off in front of the art class and masturbate herself to the point of orgasm. She then has public sex with a boy and likes it, causing the whole class to start having sex. Others are equally surreal.”
Surreal? Sounds like real life to me. I thought that’s what happens in art class?
Dude! Why did I never take art class? That’s it, I’m going back to school.