Asphyxiation: Imminent
The locker room at my gym smells like a whorehouse with a little mildew growing on the walls. If you know anything about South Jersey, you probably know that the women here tend to....overdo. With like, everything.
This morning I had just dropped Ethan off at school and waltzed into said locker room at 8:36 am. I made a sharp left so as to avoid the nudity, and into the bathroom area I ducked. As I was inserting my contacts, I overheard this conversation:
*SJG1: Ohhhh! So that's what smells so good in heah! I been wonderin what dat wuz!
SJG2: I just picked it up.....3? No, fooah days ago or so...it's a body spray.
SJG1: Oh I just lauve it !
SJG2: Oh yeah, I spray this oowan befooah I work out. After I shower I use da good stuff!
Me:
*South Jersey Girl
This morning I had just dropped Ethan off at school and waltzed into said locker room at 8:36 am. I made a sharp left so as to avoid the nudity, and into the bathroom area I ducked. As I was inserting my contacts, I overheard this conversation:
*SJG1: Ohhhh! So that's what smells so good in heah! I been wonderin what dat wuz!
SJG2: I just picked it up.....3? No, fooah days ago or so...it's a body spray.
SJG1: Oh I just lauve it !
SJG2: Oh yeah, I spray this oowan befooah I work out. After I shower I use da good stuff!
Me:
*South Jersey Girl