Ok, it seems like I can close this case by now:
I never found out whether there was a greater message, a deeper meaning behind the horrendous grocery-assault. No one has approached me with an answer. No hints left, no witnesses. It will remain a mystery, but I will put it behind me now.
*dramatic silence...*
Since nothing could possibly top the pizza-story in perplexity, I won't even try. Instead, I'll relate another one.
So now to something completely different.
I had a first time last weekend!
As you know from reading my profile (wich I'm sure every single last one of you always does
), I savor doing anything for the first time. Love it. No matter what. In everyday life, the firsts are sometimes a tiny bit strange.
Like Saturday for instance. My boys and other friends' bands were playing a gig and afterwards, this stranger (who was nice and funny but nevertheless a stranger) sits down next to me and notices my crummy fingernails. (I don't know how people keep them clean....)
Apparently this excited him, and thus it happened. For the first time in my life a guy began peeling and licking the dirt out from under my nails.
This went on for ten minutes. I figured well, it isn't hurting me... and he proceeded to sucking on my fingers and telling me how beautiful I was, which was at least more in the ordinary.
Great foreplay.
I never found out whether there was a greater message, a deeper meaning behind the horrendous grocery-assault. No one has approached me with an answer. No hints left, no witnesses. It will remain a mystery, but I will put it behind me now.
*dramatic silence...*
Since nothing could possibly top the pizza-story in perplexity, I won't even try. Instead, I'll relate another one.
So now to something completely different.
I had a first time last weekend!
As you know from reading my profile (wich I'm sure every single last one of you always does
Like Saturday for instance. My boys and other friends' bands were playing a gig and afterwards, this stranger (who was nice and funny but nevertheless a stranger) sits down next to me and notices my crummy fingernails. (I don't know how people keep them clean....)
Apparently this excited him, and thus it happened. For the first time in my life a guy began peeling and licking the dirt out from under my nails.
This went on for ten minutes. I figured well, it isn't hurting me... and he proceeded to sucking on my fingers and telling me how beautiful I was, which was at least more in the ordinary.
Great foreplay.
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