Okay, now I'm just amused.
The comments thing has just taken on a twisted life its own--one that I have lost track as to why it even got started. But somehow the situation has deteriorated into me becoming the poster child for ovaries. Which is even funnier since the closest I have ever come to speaking on anything remotely femininely intimate is a diatribe on shoes.
So hopefully all of the baby-haters will slink back into their mother's basements and get distracted by sweet YouTube videos and the the latest issue of the Auto Trader and leave me--and my ovaries--alone.
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