In With The Good Air, Out With The Bad
My neighbor has a clear view of my deck. I was wondering if he thought I had passed out on top of the float, or if I was getting kinky with the pool toys. Either way, it makes me smirk to picture him looking out the window wondering just what the heck I am doing. I can hear him now - "Honey, you gotta see this. It's that crazy lesbian next door and she's at it with the inflatables again."
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H&B - Crack is a good term to use here I think. If I see any ghosts in Theodores I am outta there (unless you and Billy promise to protect me). A martini sounds good to me too!
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Got "attacked" by a rubber ring proof on my blog (you have to scroll back a bit)
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Just doing my part to keep the neighborhood interesting Rubye Jean!
I'm wondering if I can find a blow-up mermaid John?
Hey Karen - I do remember Gladys! What was her husband's name?
You know Lyn, it really wasn't too uncomfortable prior to all the air coming out.
Hey thanks Real Live. It would be a lot better if I got on the butt blaster at the gym.
I thought it would never all come out Chewy. That was a lot of air.
Hey Butch Boo. I was LOL at that picture on your blog. Bad pool toy, bad.
I cheat Shrinky - I use a pump. Now if I could just find a device to suck the air out I would be all set.