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*YAAAWWWNNN!!!!* Sooooo tired! i have no clue why, but i absolutely could not sleep last night. i think alot of it had to do with the book i was reading......just couldn't put it down. i had woke up yesterday morning just a little after 7a.m. and i didn't get to sleep until sometime after 5 this morning.
So....while the midgets were at VBS last night, i went to the laundromat. i'm not quite sure how, but a fire ant got in my bra while i was there. Of course, the place is filled with guys and the one other female there has taken up residency in the bathroom. i suddenly feel this INTENSE stinging sensation on my left boob. i, discreetly, press my arm over my boob and attempt to squash it. Nope....it has moved to another area of my boob....hahahahaha! like there's such a huge surface area going on there! i go out to my car to try and do something about it there......no dice. A van is parked next to my car with a guy sitting in it, staring at me. Thus, there was NO WHERE to me to whip out my boobie! By the time the clothes are done, the stinging has stopped.....well, sorta. i get home and jerk off my shirt and bra. There, balanced atop my left nipple, is a dead fire ant.
Y/ya know the cartoons where a bald-headed man is hit on the head with a hammer and his head grows lumps all over it.........that is now what my left boob looks like. i swear......between car wrecks, mosquitoes and fire ants, i'll be boobless when i die.
So....while the midgets were at VBS last night, i went to the laundromat. i'm not quite sure how, but a fire ant got in my bra while i was there. Of course, the place is filled with guys and the one other female there has taken up residency in the bathroom. i suddenly feel this INTENSE stinging sensation on my left boob. i, discreetly, press my arm over my boob and attempt to squash it. Nope....it has moved to another area of my boob....hahahahaha! like there's such a huge surface area going on there! i go out to my car to try and do something about it there......no dice. A van is parked next to my car with a guy sitting in it, staring at me. Thus, there was NO WHERE to me to whip out my boobie! By the time the clothes are done, the stinging has stopped.....well, sorta. i get home and jerk off my shirt and bra. There, balanced atop my left nipple, is a dead fire ant.
Y/ya know the cartoons where a bald-headed man is hit on the head with a hammer and his head grows lumps all over it.........that is now what my left boob looks like. i swear......between car wrecks, mosquitoes and fire ants, i'll be boobless when i die.