When I walk into a ladies room, in an office or hotel lobby or something, and the seat is flipped up as if it has not been touched since it has been cleaned, I just feel like a princess. Or at least a B-list celebrity.
I started this blog for you. The busy. The lazy. The lethargic. The impatient. For the people who want to follow a blog but might not have hours and hours of time to spend reading. Here it is. A blog, in handy bite-sized pieces.
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1 comment:
Maybe some guy had just been in there, though...and peed on the seat.
It could happen
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