And when the drug store clerk commented on my 'summery scent', I went back to my car and rubbed on roll-on like a smelly, sweaty son of a bitch.
But all that scurrying still takes effort, and how many shoes would you go through careening around all willy-nilly like that? But boy, does he get laid.
Or mangled by the dog and forgotten in the dirty clothes basket.
I didn't know any more about that shit than she did. It's intensive training on learning how to write what your customers want to read. Attendees will receive a complimentary copy of the book!
It's not straightforward, for instance, to split a pizza or samosa into three hundred teeny pieces.
I got trees to climb. With her impeccable manners, impressive education, and understated good looks, she quickly rose to high standing in a local pocket of New England intelligentsia.
Shunned by her former colleagues, she moved and took a position as an 'honors' English instructor for a private school in Maine.
" Holly Buchanan and Lisa T. That's her job in this system. So why does it have to smell like lilacs and roses? When my wife leaves, I glance at the ridiculously early time on my clock, and laugh my way right back to dreamland. In a pinch, you can whisk some jerk out of a burning building, or dash halfway across the world to deliver a message.
It's the same reason we remember what happened to Jack and Jill, or Old Mother Hubbard, or that adventurous young lass from Nantucket.
Your copy is waiting for you at Amazon. It's not straightforward, for instance, to split a pizza or samosa into three hundred teeny pieces.
So my slumber takes an odd twist as my feeble brain attempts to reconcile this repeated prodding with whatever's happening in my dream. As opposed to mine, which mostly collect sweat and odor and little curly hairs. Yes, I appreciate that we steal a moment together, however brief, in the middle of our hectic schedules.
"Creating Persuasion Architecture Online. So why does it have to smell like lilacs and roses? Especially if she also could scratch her ears with her feet or sniff my crotch at inappropriate times.
Possibly, my parents beat me with a Webster's unabridged during my formative years.
It's intensive training on learning how to write what your customers want to read. Yes, I appreciate that we steal a moment together, however brief, in the middle of our hectic schedules.
That new ad campaign isn't all it's pledged up to be.
Which I was, at that point.
And folks are still crowing about that Cat book!
Your copy is waiting for you at Amazon.