And what in the HOB else CAN we think about when we lose that incessant male couterpart chattering? Sorry, BUT I will admit how ecstatic I was to button a pair of size 7 pants recently!
My typos are rare but hilarious. Ask me about the letter "j" and I shall entertain you with stories about my problems with that damn sticky stubborn key.
Egads, I'm in two people's sigs and not yet past my spotted gar rank.
And I'll start my "j" journey by saying it's right next to "h" and when the conversation calls for a "jumpsuit" you can imagine how fun that typo can be. I truly inspired the term "drunk-posting."