What's wrong with fake breasts?
Well, I guess nothing is wrong really unless something happens that leaves you with a horrific experience to recall every time the doctor or somebody else says "Lift your shirt please."
I could use a lift so if I had the money I MIGHT (calm down honey) want them but gonna be honest here and say that I'd be helluva nervous and would probably chicken out. I'd probably go and get another tattoo or something...easy.
List your latest run-in with the Carnival of Idiocy.
I'm going out to get blood drawn, possibly an ultrasound on my kidneys and then will stop at Tim Hortons...I'll be looking for the carnival all along the way and will be back to update this question later.
Update: There wasn't too much goin on out there this morning BUT as I was sitting in the parking lot of Timmy Hortons a beat up pick up truck comes through the drive through. After a few minutes I see him coming around the other side. I can see the driver sipping his newly received coffee. He notices he's about to enter a two lane street and SLAMS on the breaks. In doing so, his driver side door flies open...a Tim Hortons bag falls out to the ground. He's getting honked at..from behind and from people trying to turn into the parking lot. (I assumed he was covered in hot steaming coffee). He calmly picks up the bag off the ground, pulls his door shut and makes his exit safely. Then I hear....HONKING!! It's the same guy...finally honking back at everyone honking at him!! Priceless. I almost snorted coffee outta my nose.
Name one thing you'd like to tell your ten year ago self.
Ten years ago I was making the best decision of my life. I was packing my bags, meeting a lawyer, finding my own place and getting the hell outta dodge. If I could of told myself something back then it woulda been "Take more of your shit". I left so much stuff behind. Something will pop into my head and I'm like, "Crap...I musta left it behind." Behind in that other life I lived. But it's all good.
What's your favorite word that's not in the dictionary?
Why do fools fall in love?
Because sometimes it's the falling in love part that stops us from being fools the rest of our lives.
Alright I'm off to go give away like 6 vials of my blood.
and then of course
Tim Hortons...cause I am Timmy's biggest Ho.
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