The battle of men and women just ended for me today and my fellow men I say we have won. Who is gross and who is not. As I ended dinner with my sainted mother I stood behind a young couple waiting to pay. Luckily my sainted mother did not witness what seemed to be a lost scene from coal Miners daughter. I approached gingerly to witness such a an act of scratching that I got chills. No it wasnt oh my god my tag from my yoga pants is itching. More like Freddy Krueger is after me and Im in training here. This act went on for quiet some time I actually did there in awe of her scratching ability you know being a man and all. But never do I go after it that boldly in public. Good show my friend good show just dont ever end with I have to yawn do I can smell my hand ever again. Mine eyes and senses will surely cease to work. Good day
Posted on: Tue, 04 Mar 2014 01:10:53 +0000