The daily adventures of a fabulous poof in an emotional jungle. Watch as imagination, fact and fiction blur into an insane life dependent on outrageousness and an occasional venomous jibe.
Friday, June 09, 2006
Bra
What did my neighbours think when they saw a bra on my washing line?
When I was getting ready, Phyllis said, "How the hell are you going to do that crotch up?" and I decided then and there, that if ever I write my life story, I'll call it that: How the hell are you going to do the crotch up?
What did my neighbours think when they saw a bra on my washing line?
I love that shawl -- it's lovely! What a great pink.
ReplyDeleteSomehow, I have a really hard time believing that you don't want to scandalize your neighbors. Call me foolish, but sheesh!
You've sussed me out.
ReplyDeleteis that a crotchless leotard?
ReplyDeleteNo. It has poppers.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was getting ready, Phyllis said, "How the hell are you going to do that crotch up?" and I decided then and there, that if ever I write my life story, I'll call it that: How the hell are you going to do the crotch up?
Whadya think?