I have seen the error of my ways. I am not using the fanny pack anymore. I always knew it was wrong, but sometimes you have to fall into darkness before you can find the light. I am back to the green hand-held purse with lots of room for pens, books, stray Disney characters and anything else I might want to schlep around rural Florida.
I promise not to wear the fanny pack to the mall, to church or to job interviews. Furthermore, I renounce the glittery scrunchies, the Cheez Doodles and the varmint-shooting.
Now, can I come back into the club? And can I keep the green eyeshadow?
Monday, March 19, 2007
Okay, okay!
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2 comments:
Get on your knees and pray to the goddesses for forgiveness.
Now burn that fanny pack and all the evil it represents.
You're lucky, missy. Your green eyeshadow was the only thing saving you from burning in the bowels of hell for eternity.
After the ritual burning of the fanny pack you can be back in the club.
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