Post by Dorothy Zbornak on Jun 3, 2013 13:55:40 GMT -5
Whatever happens, I feel like this is a Lifetime movie in the making: Maybe the neighbor stole the loofahs because her alcoholic, abusive husband has forced her into an underground skin-care racket. And she would have beaten all odds, but then the neighbor called the cops ...
Operator: Hello, 911, what's your emergency? TBC: My neighbor stole my loofahs! OP: Your what? TBC: My loofahs. She took a whole armload of them. OP: She came into your house? TBC: No, I had them in my yard. OP: You keep loofahs in your yard? TBC: Yes. I grow them. OP: Uhhhh, so you need a police officer: TBC: Yes, an armed one. OP: Armed with loofahs perhaps?
Operator: Hello, 911, what's your emergency? TBC: My neighbor stole my loofahs! OP: Your what? TBC: My loofahs. She took a whole armload of them. OP: She came into your house? TBC: No, I had them in my yard. OP: You keep loofahs in your yard? TBC: Yes. I grow them. OP: Uhhhh, so you need a police officer: TBC: Yes, an armed one. OP: Armed with loofahs perhaps?
Post by Ohhmm(bligo) on Jun 3, 2013 14:09:09 GMT -5
-I'm going to feel a load better now that I know I'm not rubbing my naked ass against a dehydrated sea creature. -Growing loofah plants is going to be the new Brazilian oil/honey mask/coconut oil/Suit, isn't it? I want some too. Will they grow in 6b? I will grow one inside if they don't. The bathroom, obviously.
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby