I mean, normally I suffer from an inability to stop talking. It is not unusual for the people I know to politely ask me to cease speaking. Actually, I’m lying…they really are not polite about it at all. I’m just trying not to represent anyone in a poor light. Which actually made me think of something….. And she’s off…..
I pointed out to Jimmy the other day, that if I was going to do this thing, there would be no holds barred. Our proverbial shit was going to be put out there for all to see. All one of my followers. He does not seem all that phased. In fact, he just told me to be safe. Safe? What the Hell does that mean?? Safe, as in don’t post my address or safe as in don’t blog while I’m in the tub? Trust me, I realize there is a market out there for all types of women. But I come with awhole lot of baggage….kids, husband,stretch marks, a severe case of ADD. Not to mention the menagerie of animals that seem to keep showing up in my house. I’m pretty sure even crazy people don’t want a piece of that.
As for the blogging in the tub….who the Fuck’s got time for a bath?
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