Alright, alright, Shirley and Ctina both tagged me, and while I normally hate forced blogging, I secretly love it because it makes my “job” easier. But I’m not going to pass it on to anyone else. Chain e-mails stop with me.
6 Strange Puntabulous-isms:
1. While I don’t find chest hair on guys particularly attractive, I am usually turned on by it because then it means that the guy isn’t vain enough to shave it. No offense if you shave your chest though. I’ll just think less of you.
2. I insist on finding the perfect television show to fall asleep to even though I’m usually asleep before my head hits the pillow. It can’t be too interesting because then I will want to know what is happening and constantly open my eyes to see what is going on. But it can’t be too boring that I am put to sleep by it. Don’t ask.
3. I have an irrational fear of being sent to prison. But if I were ever sent, I’d make the best of it. Wink.
4. If I had a theme song, it would be “The Hustle”. I wish I knew how to do the Hustle. Not to be confused with “I wish I knew how to hustle” of which I am clearly already an expert. Not to be confused with the gambling type of hustler either. Oh forget it! People pay me for sex.
5. When I’m low on money I buy deodorant from the dollar store. I suspect many of you out there are nodding while you read this, finally understanding why I smell.
6. I’m afraid of swimming alone in a pool for fear of being attacked by a shark. Sharks are afraid of swimming alone in a pool for fear of being attacked by me.
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suddenly life feels worth living knowing I am relatively sane compared to some (although I’m with you on the chest hair thing - it’s much like people who describe themselves as handsome are usually hideous).
And as I’m bored at work I will share my sharks in the pool tale… At a big fashion event in Italy I was at the label involved thought it would be cool to have a big pool in the middle of the space and fill it with small (ish) sharks. Unfortunately someone forgot to mention that, by law, any pool in a public space had to be chlorinated. Red faces all round as corpses floated to the surface. It almost put me off my sushi…
Story over, you can wake up now…
I hardly knew ye at all, me dear Craig!
do you have an opinion on back hair?
Uh oh. Call me vain, but I guess I would approve of waxing (I assume it would be hard to shave there) back hair.
In two parts:
1) Chest hair is MANDATORY in my world. Back hair? Bonus. I’m a cub trapped in a womanly body.
2) I am so doing this meme thing and linking my readers back here. Because you know you want me to. And I know you want me to.
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