Late today because I was at the Ministry of Health and Sport. Great meeting! Then our first workout at the municipal weight room of Vincennes. And a couple people actually showed up!
The letters are HERE.
LW1: Gosh. You have his great open relationship with your MOMBFF. And yet, you have an "awkward dilemma" [is there any other kind?]. I guess that's a sign that you DON'T NEED TO TALK TO YOUR MOM ABOUT IT. Dumbshit.
LW2: She's got the adjective right, at least. He's wonderful! But sterile. Maybe. Guess what, honey: you might be sterile too. So he least you can do is get tested at the same time. Or first.
LW3: I'm certainly not gonna get on the blame-dad bandwagon. Prudie gave good advice. Alas, this may not be a story with a happy end.
LW4: You're a piece of work, lady. But if you want to have some sort of equivalency, how about washing your bra at the office and leaving it to dry in the john?
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O Misanthrope extraordinaire!
Your pix are hilarious! Très drôle
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