Wednesday, January 6, 2010

A Claification

In reference to my spread legs.

I sit like a man.  That's all there is to it.  No, really.  Not quite the point.

Apparently, I was never to hear this comment.  Which saddens me immensely because it is comments such as these that get me through the day.  It has been a long-standing joke amongst my friends and even family what kind of girl I REALLY am.

I mean, hello, let's take a look at the evidence... spread legs... low-cut tops... home every Friday and Saturday nights...

Wait... wait... I have been vindicated!  I'm not THAT kind of girl.

So I encourage all who read to share such comments with me.  Granted, it hasn't stopped most of you who know and love me, but for those who may be relatively new to the world of Mo... raunchy is my middle name (sorry Mom, lost the other two to give room to raunchy... maybe you can find them in my sock drawer???  Oh wait, that's also my undies drawer... nope, there is no way the lost middle names will be found in the monstrosities of my bras... sorry Mama!)

Who knows?  Maybe next you'll see me dancing around in a little elf suit borrowed from a dear ol' friend of mine... And yes, that comment is going to get him in trouble all over again.

Anybody else sensing my ultimate plan here???  I do so like causing trouble...

Devil in disguise, ladies and gents.  I bet you never knew you were in the presence of such greatness.

On this bombshell, I bid you all good night.

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