Just the other day Josh and I were joking that I should leave a stenchy fish under my office mate's desk for when she returns from her honeymoon. But, alas, since I share the office with her, I would inevitably suffer more as she is currently gone. Seeing this fish outside your home makes me think of that, and suddenly I am grateful I didn't listen to my husband, again. My sympathy goes out for your nosehairs. Maybe now might be a time to invest adopt the way of other middle-eastern women and try out a sexy burka?
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