Random interesting thing I did in my twenties... follow my husband's flag football team to whOrlando for a championship tournament.
I flashed my hoo-ha, felt another woman's boobs, and a few of the players tried to purchase me.
In fairness to my husband's friends, our hotel was also a whorehouse. (Note: never trust Expedia's star rating system). The group of guys had been drinking heavily and I was wearing heels and walking in from the car at night by myself. That just screams hooker, right?
I had recently lost enough weight to look sexy (in my head) in a zebra bikini I'd been hanging onto for ages. Too bad it wasn't quite my size anymore. (Note: if your bikini bottom is too big, it's likely to hang).
Someone's girlfriend has just gotten a boob job. She wore bandaids to keep her nipples from poking out of her tank top. Because you know, hers were perkier withOUT a bra than mine were with a push-up.
Ask, Seek, Knock.
5 years ago
6 comments:
Wow, I'm sad I didn't know you in your twenties, we could have had some good times!
I left you a surprise over on my blog!
http://grandpooba.blogspot.com/2010/01/down-to-bidness.html
You were a wild thing!
wow! you had enough adventure for the both of us. thanks for the laugh.
Are you my twin?!?!
~WM
Wow. I certainly feel like I know you a lot better after this post!
a wild child... sounds like you had a GOOD time...
what is best about this is that you don't look back on it and feel ashamed... i like that... :-)
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