*** "Let me know when you are feeling discomfort," said the torture chamber operator, gradually increasing the tension.
"Ouch! Oouuch!" I cried.
"Alright," she said coldly, "Now, stop breathing."
As if I needed the prompt--the sadist had my boob in a vice grip, for crying out loud! I wanted to kill her; I felt very hurt that she snuck those two extra cranks in there after I clearly expressed that I was already in pain. Maybe I should call someone and complain about my mammogram?
"This is a valuable All-In-One cloth diaper that you can use for yourself or give as a gift to someone expecting a baby! "
If that didn't crack you up, you need to read it again. Mel, thanks for the LOL! (And for the suggestion; I just might need one of those one day!) Please accept this award as my thanks :)
***Ate an $800 Red-Hot candy this week. (Think broken tooth.)
***In case you were interested but missed it, check out my collaborative post, Blogging Peeves from earlier this week and learn how to win friends and influence people. (Just kidding; but you might learn how not to get picked last in gym class.)
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