I don't smooch in front of family.
I am modest.
Catholic school girl modest.
I change my undergarments under my shirt when at the gym or in the Loehmans dressing room (oh how I DREADED that place when I was younger, but that is for a whole different post/therapy session).
But in an attempt to clean up my hard drive (the red EXCLAMATION MARKS and DISK SPACE ALMOST FULL messages have been hounding me) I came across these gems on my external hard drive.
And they remind me that
a) I do like smooches
b) photo booth is HILARIOUS
and
c) Mads is a ham





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