CreamyLady
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Either that, or Florentine ladies were silent on the subject.
Picture, if you will, the Chinese character for war: a figure of a house (two walls, roof) covering two figures of women.
Picture this: two women PMSing simultaneously.
Add: the idiot at Goldstein's who was left alone during the breakfast rush; who thought an iced cappucino was a cup of coffee colored ice chips; who then fixed a mocha and didn't fasten the lid so that when it came into the car it sprayed both passengers liberally with liquid -- one of whom made a special effort to look hot because of a guy in her poli sci class who makes her drool.
Mix well with horrible traffic, someone who wouldn't stop chewing the carpet about the brown spots on her white cami, and the fact that the garbage collection people missed my house AGAIN (I cleaned the kitchen; eeeewwww) and you have a very accurate representation of the most horrible ring of hell.
If it weren't for the very large, chocolate-laden iced mocha I just chugalugged, I'd be looking for someone to dismember.
I wonder if it would only be a kindness to run up a warning flag or something.
Picture, if you will, the Chinese character for war: a figure of a house (two walls, roof) covering two figures of women.
Picture this: two women PMSing simultaneously.
Add: the idiot at Goldstein's who was left alone during the breakfast rush; who thought an iced cappucino was a cup of coffee colored ice chips; who then fixed a mocha and didn't fasten the lid so that when it came into the car it sprayed both passengers liberally with liquid -- one of whom made a special effort to look hot because of a guy in her poli sci class who makes her drool.
Mix well with horrible traffic, someone who wouldn't stop chewing the carpet about the brown spots on her white cami, and the fact that the garbage collection people missed my house AGAIN (I cleaned the kitchen; eeeewwww) and you have a very accurate representation of the most horrible ring of hell.
If it weren't for the very large, chocolate-laden iced mocha I just chugalugged, I'd be looking for someone to dismember.
I wonder if it would only be a kindness to run up a warning flag or something.